It was Saturday morning all was quiet doo on the leaves of the trees off in the distance a turkey gobbles as he wakes up for the day. Up in a tree you find an unusual thing a kid perch on a branch with a bow he is an experienced hunter bow held at full draw if you happened to look at him from the ground he would look like a camofloshed stachew he must remain still the sliest bit of movement will alert his pray down range a slite gust of wind rusles the bushes the wind has stopped now and yet the bush still moves a brown patch of hair pocks out the kid releases the string the spring like acgen of the bow sends the projectile flying a spray of red erupts from the bush. From down rang you hear another kid yell out to his friend how do you keep doing that. The kid in the tree drops down his paint ball bow and quickly climes down the tree with a smile on his face sets up and sends another red paint ball down range right between the eyes. That’s two for him every time he and Dave came here Jon would always win. Jon was a tall boy about 15 years old with bright red hair he and Dave were twins all except for the hair Daves hair was brown and Jons was red. Dave dashed for cover behind a tree Dave was armed with a more traditional paint ball gun and Jon had a paint ball bow. Dave was about to get reavenge when they herd a car driving up the dirt road they bolth maid a mad dash for the gate the dirt road was full of pot holes and the car had to move at a croling pace so it was easy to beat it there. Bolth dave and jon hid in a bush they didn’t have many viseters back where they lived and berly anyone new where they lived so they bolth boys were wondering who theas people were the car was a black Toyota pick up truck, that’s defenetly not Mike thaut Jon mike was one of their dads old military budys who loved his old desile American maid truck. The truck was at the gate by now “maby there lost turest” said Dave “no one is that bad at reading a map” said Jon one of the guys got out of the truck with a pare of bult cuters “and no one is that desprat for directions” as the man cut off the pad lock and turned back to the truck the boys caut a glimps of what looked like a miny usy right away jon and dave had the same thawt they maid there way twored the house using what ever they could for cover from the un wanted eyes. Half way down the road they brok cover making a mad dash twored a small fort that they had built when they were 10 the men were around the bend in the road so they didn’t half to wory about being seen. At the fort they quikly discarded their paint ball gear and reached for the real theng jon quikly grabed his high powered compound bow and a quiver of 20 arrows all fited with broad heads which he slung over his back the bow and the arrows could esly kill a bear as well as go threw a car wind sheld. The only other wepons he grabed were two large hunting knifes along with a smaller throwing knife. Dave grabed an old Wind Cester out of the corner of the fort and beagan to load the rifle as he looked at Jon Dave said “ill never under stand why you like old school wepons so much”

“ya and that old fusel is so high tech” retorted Jon. Nothing could be farther from the truth, Dave was apprenticed to the town gun smith and had spent years changing and bettering the old wind Chester desine. With this new desine Dave could fit many things to the gun a scope, lasers, a miny gun cam, even a grenade launcher if he wanted to. Not to menchen that with this new desin he could fire any round out there father and faster because of the guns interchange able Barolos. The truck rounded the bend the fort was maid with sticks and branches and was perfectly camofloshed in the trees and the truck continued on its way unaware of the danger. “I want at least the driver alive” said Jon as he darted out of the fort into a near by bush Dave pocketed a few more rounds and also dove into cover. Jon darted from bush to bush getting closer and closer to the truck Jon came right up next to it virtually invisible to the people in side. Jon rold under the truck and grabbed the under side of the truck and waited. Dave did the opposite thing he dove threw bushes and cover and about 50 meters ahead of Jon and the truck he climbed a tree perched himself on a branch and got in a comfortable position where he could see all the action. When the truck was in a good position he signaled Jon with one of the bird calls around his neck. Jon reached down to his belt and drew one of his big hunting knifes and slashed at the front tire on the passenger side. The truck took emediet notice and stopped Jon released the bottom of the truck and rolled on his belly, the man in the passenger seat got out to look at the tire he sat on his ankles and examined the slash in the tire before he could notes that it was savitash and alert his friends Jon had his hand around the mans neck clamping down on the mans arteries the mans eyes roled back in his head and passed out. Mean wile up in the tree Dave amed his modified Winchester at the chest of one of the men in the truck bead that had seen his frend pass out dave shote the man in the chest with a rubber bullet knocking the wind out of him and he to passed out the other three men jumped out of the truck bead and found cover on the other side of the truck but not beafor dave could nock out another one who now lay motionless in the back of the truck. Now it was Jons turn. Acting fast jon took his hunting knife and slashed threw a tendon neare one mans ancle immobilizing the leg beafor enyone could react jon tackled a second man jon landed on top and threw a knife at the third man still siting by the truck the knife whent threw the mans right hand and pined it to the ground stoping him from shuting his gunhe turned and grabed the second mans neck cutting off suculation to the mans brain and causeing him to pass out as well but by know the first man with the slised leg had his gun and he wanted revenge Jon was in besercer mode edrenalin corsing threw every van in his body hitening his senses he herd something click he wherled around still holding the second man by the neck. He herled the man in the direction of the noise bolth heads nocked together nocing them bolth out he spon around looking for the driver but there was also something elss missing he stood there pusuled sudenley there was gun fire and shattering glass there was a sharp pain in his back he fell to the ground with the wind nocked out of him. He looked up and saw the driver with a gun in his hand and eyes closed. “Danm bouncing rubber bullet” said Jon as he got back on his feet. Sorry Dave said “didn’t expect it to bounce off the guys head.”

“That’s ok” said jon as he looked around.

“Well I gess that’s mishon accomplished.” Said Dave with a smile on his face “and not a single man dead.”

“Not quite” said Jon “do a head count”

“So one got away who cares”

“I care he still has my knife in his hand.” Said jon

“o I should have known, you want me to get Bill and Jow so you three can sniff him out?” Bill was a male red bone coonhound and Jow is a female wolf bolth well trained trackers.

“on he left a blood trail that a blind man could fallow ill be back in 15 minuets.” Jon came back 5 minuets later dragging the man threw the snow beahind him. He came out of the bushes to find the five men tyed up with duck tape in the back of the truck and the tyer replaced. Jon grabed the duck tape tyed the man up and threw him in the back of the truck and got in the passenger seat.

“so you find your knife?” asked Dave

“ No the bastered threw it off a cliff”

“ And you didn’t throw him off a cliff? Or dive after it? Im surprised.”

“so where are we going to intaregate them?” said Jon

“what are you hoping to get out of them Jon?”

“the name of who sent them we all ready know they where here to black mail dad hes a big time general all we half to do is get the name then call dad and he’ll tack care of the rest.” Said jon

“of corce its so simple” said Dave in a sarcastick way “ and what does dad do when he findes out that we tood out a squad of assasens.”

“One problem at a time by the way nice shooting back there you saved my life by tacking out the driver” said Jon

“Thanks and sorry agen about the bouncing bullet.”

“That’s ok ill pay you back when we play paint ball,” said Jon

“Oh no that was my pay back for that paint ball to the head this morning”

“Whana bet.”