STORY MONSTER - Episode 15 | Dellie's Things
Major Simon Kotwal. His great-grandfather was of Indian descent. His great-grandmother an English rose. They have only one son .... Kotwal's grandfather. The also a staunch English married. The couple had their wings spread and in the early 1930s settled in Rhodesia. Three children. k cup holder Kotwal's father ... the only son. The latter married to Helena Terblanche. Afrikaner woman from Louis Trichardt area. Little Simon is Afrikaans great. One sister. Wilma. His father was a military man. Only once beyond the water ... English .. SBS Special Boat Squadron. Later here ... SB Special Branch Rhodesia.
Nothing really matters further. He went to study criminology and psychology UFS, in the medical unit in Pretoria finish. Up quickly, k cup holder precisely because of its tertiary education. Second k cup holder Lieutenant, Lieutenant, and when he first Valkskerm when, Tempe Bloemfontein. Later captain and now finally ... Major. He is 26 years old.
Special Forces, was Renier's brainchild. It was unfamiliar territory. He had great opposition, right from the beginning. k cup holder The first twelve Parabats Renier who chose the time, was by the SAS in Rhodesia tested, and they passed. Only after the invasion of Biafra, the eyes of the minister of defense .. PW Botha opened. He could get his team together. South Africa has a special unit needed.
From the wealth of experience that Renier in Rhodesia, England and France gained, it was necessary k cup holder for him to every facet of unconventional warfare in its people to drill. k cup holder Part of it was valskermopleiding.
He sat with a problem. Its own selection process, were such that very few candidates passed. Twenty men already in, and maybe make it two. Renier has brought the shrinks, sociology and made part of the process. Under great protest of course. Eventually he became a formidable team, but the elite vlaskerm Battalion, the Recce's seen as opponents. During the training in Tempe, he lost four operators. The "training" k cup holder was a selection process k cup holder in a selection process.
Renier then nodded his head. Simon Kotwal, stiffening up, saluted his superiors, k cup holder and there is only a snapshot in Renier's direction. This is the end of Kotwal's career in the army. As he turned around and walked stiffly and upright, Renier had no idea that eventually the end of his military career also will mean. Even less, the end of its normal life.
Ingrid waiting k cup holder for him next to the airport. As was her wont. The league crowd at the SAW reception hall at Louis Botha Airport, is her answer. Her Landrover is right next to the fence parked. They slip through the secret hole, and when they his scrotum back of the vehicle throw his suddenly in his arms.
The Russian Front. Gaza province. The hell of the last three months. Devour all comfortably in the flames of their passion. His rush recklessly Bluff when he can his hands off her. She flew across the parade ground, and the small group of bare-chested men in platoon formation run, stop singing, and loud applause went on if they recognize the Landrover. Then drop them again honored in line. Many smiles on the faces sweaty.
Renier k cup holder fold her into his arms. They still gasping breaths Ingrid happy sounds k cup holder back of her throat. She nestled against him. They fell asleep, k cup holder but the Durban heat and humidity, while Renier half an hour later back moment. He stood up and walked to the large air-conditioning when. He pulled k cup holder the cord and the appliance grumble for a moment, and then start the fan running.
Renier as a focal point, the rest of his life would have dictated at the time was appropriate, he would have gone straight back to that moment. If the shutters of the air conditioner opens, his trained eye the small camera. Instinct made him act normal, and he turned k cup holder calmly k cup holder to, but within, the alarms rang shrilly.
Ingrid is like a thoroughbred horse. Nervous,. She may not know. He will this thing on its way to sort out. He slid back next to her, and while her breathing calm about him bring his mind once the information is fine.
This is his unit. No one will dare him to watch it. For what? If there is one thing of which he is sure it is the respect of his people. Yet, somewhere, is a mole. Not even Prime Minister John Vorster, such an assignment does not pass. He is sure. Fuck, he's Special Forces.
Cameras should be monitored. Renier quietly climbed back into bed. He lay on his back, and looked at the air conditioner. This is his base. Even though he knows each building's floor-here is the whole basis surrounded by dense forest. They can hide anywhere.
Technology has progressed. The range of the receiver can be up to two miles away. They will have a fairly vehicle
Major Simon Kotwal. His great-grandfather was of Indian descent. His great-grandmother an English rose. They have only one son .... Kotwal's grandfather. The also a staunch English married. The couple had their wings spread and in the early 1930s settled in Rhodesia. Three children. k cup holder Kotwal's father ... the only son. The latter married to Helena Terblanche. Afrikaner woman from Louis Trichardt area. Little Simon is Afrikaans great. One sister. Wilma. His father was a military man. Only once beyond the water ... English .. SBS Special Boat Squadron. Later here ... SB Special Branch Rhodesia.
Nothing really matters further. He went to study criminology and psychology UFS, in the medical unit in Pretoria finish. Up quickly, k cup holder precisely because of its tertiary education. Second k cup holder Lieutenant, Lieutenant, and when he first Valkskerm when, Tempe Bloemfontein. Later captain and now finally ... Major. He is 26 years old.
Special Forces, was Renier's brainchild. It was unfamiliar territory. He had great opposition, right from the beginning. k cup holder The first twelve Parabats Renier who chose the time, was by the SAS in Rhodesia tested, and they passed. Only after the invasion of Biafra, the eyes of the minister of defense .. PW Botha opened. He could get his team together. South Africa has a special unit needed.
From the wealth of experience that Renier in Rhodesia, England and France gained, it was necessary k cup holder for him to every facet of unconventional warfare in its people to drill. k cup holder Part of it was valskermopleiding.
He sat with a problem. Its own selection process, were such that very few candidates passed. Twenty men already in, and maybe make it two. Renier has brought the shrinks, sociology and made part of the process. Under great protest of course. Eventually he became a formidable team, but the elite vlaskerm Battalion, the Recce's seen as opponents. During the training in Tempe, he lost four operators. The "training" k cup holder was a selection process k cup holder in a selection process.
Renier then nodded his head. Simon Kotwal, stiffening up, saluted his superiors, k cup holder and there is only a snapshot in Renier's direction. This is the end of Kotwal's career in the army. As he turned around and walked stiffly and upright, Renier had no idea that eventually the end of his military career also will mean. Even less, the end of its normal life.
Ingrid waiting k cup holder for him next to the airport. As was her wont. The league crowd at the SAW reception hall at Louis Botha Airport, is her answer. Her Landrover is right next to the fence parked. They slip through the secret hole, and when they his scrotum back of the vehicle throw his suddenly in his arms.
The Russian Front. Gaza province. The hell of the last three months. Devour all comfortably in the flames of their passion. His rush recklessly Bluff when he can his hands off her. She flew across the parade ground, and the small group of bare-chested men in platoon formation run, stop singing, and loud applause went on if they recognize the Landrover. Then drop them again honored in line. Many smiles on the faces sweaty.
Renier k cup holder fold her into his arms. They still gasping breaths Ingrid happy sounds k cup holder back of her throat. She nestled against him. They fell asleep, k cup holder but the Durban heat and humidity, while Renier half an hour later back moment. He stood up and walked to the large air-conditioning when. He pulled k cup holder the cord and the appliance grumble for a moment, and then start the fan running.
Renier as a focal point, the rest of his life would have dictated at the time was appropriate, he would have gone straight back to that moment. If the shutters of the air conditioner opens, his trained eye the small camera. Instinct made him act normal, and he turned k cup holder calmly k cup holder to, but within, the alarms rang shrilly.
Ingrid is like a thoroughbred horse. Nervous,. She may not know. He will this thing on its way to sort out. He slid back next to her, and while her breathing calm about him bring his mind once the information is fine.
This is his unit. No one will dare him to watch it. For what? If there is one thing of which he is sure it is the respect of his people. Yet, somewhere, is a mole. Not even Prime Minister John Vorster, such an assignment does not pass. He is sure. Fuck, he's Special Forces.
Cameras should be monitored. Renier quietly climbed back into bed. He lay on his back, and looked at the air conditioner. This is his base. Even though he knows each building's floor-here is the whole basis surrounded by dense forest. They can hide anywhere.
Technology has progressed. The range of the receiver can be up to two miles away. They will have a fairly vehicle
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