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In this first outing of a new short story series by Staff Sergeant Robert Evans, Sergeant O'Quinn finds himself battling in an underground mixed martial arts fight in Iraq. Is the fight really just two men battling, or is it a setup for something far more dangerous for the American soldiers involved?

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Publié par	Untreed Reads
Date de parution	11 novembre 2010
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781611870282
Langue	English

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The O’Quinn Fights: Basement Brawl
By Robert Evans
Copyright 2010 by Robert Evans
Cover Copyright 2010 by Dara England and Untreed Reads Publishing
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to the living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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The O’Quinn Fights: Basement Brawl
By Robert Evans
I knew I was in trouble when I stepped out of the Humvee and the crowded street went quiet. It wasn’t unusual for the Iraqis to look at soldiers when they arrived in their part of town, but it was another thing for all sound to end. A suicide bomber wasn’t the problem, and wasn’t the reason for my uneasiness; these people wouldn’t have been on the street if one of those crack head idiots were set to blow themselves up for Allah. Something else had these locals out and about in the midafternoon heat, watching and waiting.
“Where we heading to?” I asked, as the crazy Iraqi, Haziq, greeted us at the storefront with a beaming smile.
“Right this way Sergeant O’Quinn,” said Haziq as he retreated back into the unlit store.
“O’Quinn, if these bastards start anything unusual,” whispered my young inexperienced lieutenant Campos, “we’ll take care of the locals, you just keep fighting, we can handle things if it gets too rowdy.”
“Easy, Sir,” I said, “don’t get trigger happy. It’s bound to get ugly in there once they see their fighter start to fall. This is the first time I’ve ever fought against a local, just keep on guard for some trap.”
“I’ll handle my end, you keep your mind in the fight, and on this guy Barak Ali. I heard from Captain Mills that limey “Howling” Henry Hollingsworth went down when they were still going toe-to-toe in a stand-up bout. This guy knocked ’em out with one punch and light gloves.”
“Howling Hollingsworth is a chump,” I said. “I knocked him out too.”
“The Cap’n also told me they like to distract the opponent with firecrackers. Big firecrackers. Really loud.”
“Let ’em. I’ll put the guy down no matter what they do.” Lieutenant Campos patted me on the shoulder as we wormed our way through the narrow corridors made up of old plywood and brick, deep into the warren of shops, offices and apartments.