Jack Chavez Narrative

they attempted to break contact. An AC-130 was able to provide covering fire and enabled the

Officer McNeil, along with three other officers, arrived on the scene just after midnight. Upon exiting their vehicles, a nearby pedestrian opened fire striking Officer McNeil several times. Officer McNeil returned fire and wounded the suspect. The suspect ran into an adjacent apartment complex and was captured after several hours of barricading himself inside.

The Beltway Sniper attacks disrupted an already unsettled community. The Terrorist attacks that took place on September 11th 2001 the area effected by the attacks more commonly by the locals as the DMV (District, Maryland and Virginia) area. Only a year after the events of 9/11 tragedy strikes in the form of two snipers the devastated the community. One cannot really understand the motive of these men without knowing a little about the two men and the crimes the committed.

An article titled "Gate-Crashing at Village Easy Despite the Guards" states that, "Anyone who wants to crash the Olympic Village badly enough, as Arab guerrillas did early this morning in search of Israeli athletes and officials, can succeed without difficulty." Additionally, The New York Times would report that the guerrillas snuck in weakly disguised as athletes armed with a cache of weapons in duffle bags. These men, as a diagram of the Olympic Village shows, did not have to go far to find the Israelis after easily entering the compound. Red Smith, sports editorialist, was livid at Olympic Organizers for their lack of attention to detail, and due to the fact that the Games continues until 4:00 PM on the day of the attacks. "The men who run the Olympics are not evil men. Their shocking lack of awareness can't be due to callousness." He adds, "It has to be stupidity." The New York Times put security under the microscope on day one of reporting the story, and would continue to do so for several days.

Coronado had the weirdest dream the last night his dream was aboutfinding the 7 cities

Sunday, October 1, a day that may have changed America. More than 20,000 people are gathered for a country music festival on the main strip of Las Vegas. Following the performances of Eric Church and Sam Hunt, Jason Aldean takes the stage around 10:00. Minutes later, several explosions go off. Many concert-goers shrugged them off dismissively, thinking they were just fireworks going off in the distance. But then, many more of these explosions come. Soon, people begin to recognize that they were hearing gunshots. Unsure of where the bullets were coming from, panic mode sets in and everyone is running every which way, attempting to get to safety. Some are left temporarily paralyzed by terror on the ground.

Regardless of this, Jordan understands that he must still demolish the bridge in an attempt to prevent Fascist reinforcements from overwhelming his allies. Lacking the detonation equipment stolen by Pablo, Jordan and Anselmo coordinate an alternative method to explode the dynamite by using hand grenades with wires attached so that their pins can be pulled from a distance. This improvised plan is considerably more dangerous because the men must increase their proximity to the explosion. While Pablo, Pilar, and Maria create a distraction for Jordan and Anselmo, the two men plant and detonate the dynamite, costing Anselmo his life when he is hit by a piece of shrapnel. While escaping, Jordan is maimed when a tank shoots his horse out from under him. Knowing he would only slow his comrades down, he bids goodbye to María and ensures that she escapes to safety with the surviving guerrillas. He refuses an offer from Agustín to shoot him and lies in agony, hoping to kill an enemy officer and delay their pursuit of his comrades before dying. The narration ends right before Jordan launches his

Her eyes were puffy from crying because she couldn't stop crying for the last three days. She was dehydrated, and sore. Sobs racked her body, no one should be able to cry that hard. We've been on the run limited to water and gas station snacks. We can't let them catch us, not that we've made it so far. The punishment will only worsen. We sprinted out into the woods so deep that we can't find a way out until sunrise. We slept beside a tree in very long grass huddled together for warmth.

As a result, they made three attempts to save the hostages, and each one failed miserably. First, they tried to sneak into the Israeli apartments through the air ducts and take out the gunmen and free the hostages. But the police allowed news reporters to stream the operation live, which tipped off the terrorists and forced the rescue to be called off. Even if the gunmen were caught by surprise, the plan still would probably still have failed because the rescuers were everyday policemen, not a trained rescue squad. The biggest mistakes, however, were made at the airport ambush. The plan was horribly put together and horribly done. The first error was not properly equipping the makeshift sharpshooters: the five were not trained snipers and were supplied with assault rifles, not long-distance rifles. Additionally, they were not given armor, helmets, or radios. As a result, the snipers were not able to coordinate their shots and lacked necessary information. The snipers did not even know how many terrorists there were. Second, the officers on the plane fled at last-minute, tipping off the terrorists and leaving the snipers without a signal of when to fire. Finally, when the shooting began, one sniper had been placed in the others’ line of fire and was injured by friendly fire after taking only one shot. The lack of preparedness and tactical mistakes made during the attempted rescues proved the

It was a sunny and hot day outside and we were getting ready to go out for recess. I was sitting at my desk waiting for my teacher to tell us to line up. As she told us it was time we all ran to be first in line for going outside. When we got outside I wanted to play football and so did a few other kids. We had 7 people and we needed one more person to make it fair. There was only one other kid that could play and his name was Jack. Jack was a new kid who didn’t really have friends and wasn’t very coordinated, so when we asked him, he was hesitant on his answer but said yes. We had to teach him a bit about how to play, but he new some of it. Jack was on my team and the other team kicked off first. When we tried to return it, Jack just stood

So we exit the tunnel to see people slugging around walking slouched and it was unbelievable how many people that were infected by the drones we even seen some flying around we come to the building jb use to live on in Harlem. A drone landed on our vehicle and we heard alomost a rumble but it was just reps coming to get us but we rode to Tremont st and ran to the apartments and went to the basement to come up with a plan T plug said “lets goto the headquarters and blitz them” ced said “say no more that sounds like a plan” we loaded or guns up grabbed extra mags and booked from the basement “I’ll drive yo” said t plug I put the silencer on my Thompson assault rifle and when we pulled to the headquarters I let my window done and me and ced began to knock them off one by onethey gett out of the car and you could hear bullets flying past hitting the car and “kneal” said jb then he threw a grenade that wiped the rest of them out and blew the door open and the head rep that was speaking was hiding under his desk than they grabbed and jumped him for a little while screaming “WHATS THE CURE” he didn’t budge at first than ced started stomping him with his boots than he Screamed “MILKKKKK” than BANG he was dead they dapped up and said “lets get

Jacob Black ran as fast as he could across the white flatlands that led to his small home. Rain pounded the ground with massive force as Jacob dodged past the large thing that was chasing him. The thing swung past Jacob’s head several more times before he finally made it back to the small alcove he called home. Struggling for breath, Jacob turned back to the thing that was chasing him and could only make out a peach color that varied in shade across the massive being. Jacob knew almost nothing about the thing that chased him daily, but he did know one thing: it wanted him dead. The Thing hovered around the opening for a few moments before stomping off to do God knows what. Jacob fell against the wall and instantly fell asleep.

There was surprisingly little recoil as the rifle fired. Carlos watched as the police officer’s neck exploded, effectively decapitating the woman as her helmet fell to the ground with her head still in it. Carlos fired nine more times, while the police line held their position and opened fire on the protesters. That should be enough for today, Carlos thought smugly. He walked to the opposite side of the roof and removed a rope from his satchel then tied it to a pipe before throwing it down the side of the building. He reached into his satchel and dropped a protest pamphlet next to the rope before taking one last look around the roof then retreating to the roof exit.

There was surprisingly little recoil as the rifle fired. Carlos watched as the police officer’s neck exploded, effectively decapitating the woman as her helmet fell to the ground with her head still in it. Carlos fired nine more times, while the police line held their position and opened fire on the protesters. That should be enough for today, Carlos thought smugly. He walked to the opposite side of the roof and removed a rope from his satchel then tied it to a pipe before throwing it down the side of the building. He reached into his satchel and dropped a protest pamphlet next to the rope before taking one last look around the roof then retreating to the roof exit.

Then on March 21, 1960, the people of Sharpeville began to move up Seiso Street toward the police station at the top end of the township. It was said that the Congress leaders wanted everyone to go there and get them arrested for not carrying their passes. People crowded around the high security fence and were chanting and singing. On the other side of the fence were armed policemen lined up and ready to shoot and to the sides of the crowd were two rock-hard cars equipped with machine guns. People arrived in masses with only faith at hand. At exactly 1:50 P.M. there was uproar at the right side of the gate, it seemed as though a fat woman had been bumped by a police car as it tried to drive through the gate. Immediately after this there were chattering noises within the crowd. The police started shooting at crowd. People were being shot in the head. A survivor of this tragic day, Michael Zondo, a school teacher, recalls seeing brains flying everywhere in front of him, skulls bursting wide open. The crowd spread quickly and people began running in a panic. It was a moment of total chaos.