One of the things that began to become used to in the human being, is that him rarely bill with the unexpected. Everything is properly programmed, prepared, rehearsed, so that there are not flaws. But the routine, the fatigue and the fatigue of the materials are revealed the worst enemies. When somebody in these circumstances proposes alterations, they usually consider him a person no thankful. Because it is habit the human being not to like from alterations to the system of automated work. He prefers that the disaster happens for later to propose changes.
The Lavoura and Cansadinho were in Luanda in the exam proofs with my total support, in spite of they be out two platoons with their two operators, another was on vacation also in Luanda, the remaining ones were sick with strong malaria, of manners that it only remained me. In agreement with the circumstances he had to tolerate alone the work in our position of radio.
The two platoons progressed to foot of the quartering for one more routine mission. It consisted to analyze in depth the safety of our domains. To beat the whole area, because that there were strong indications of the guerrilla fighters' presence. During the whole day and night nothing of not vulgar happened. But the unexpected came in the morning at the 5 a.m. I fell asleep leaned to the radio. The conditions of he listens were very good:
- High 4, high two alpha calls! High four high two alpha calls!
I woke up for instinct, he resembled that the voice came from a dream:
- High four, high two alpha calls!
No, it was not any dream. The this hour of the morning they could only be problems:
- High two alpha informs!
Against all of the procedures of the communications the message was very clear:
- Shit! He informs the captain that we are enclosed!!!
- It is calm, he gives me more information!
- Which calms which shit are shit! He informs the captain that we are enclosed! We don't know if we will leave of here alive!
- Ok! He maintains alpha sierra! (Stand by)
- We will speak directly, that if shit the phonetic code!
- Ok! Wait!
Our captain slept. I gave violent punches in the door that they woke up him as in a nightmare. He opened and he asked me that happened:
- My captain our platoons are enclosed!
- The something?! Does he tell them for they wait that I already go for there!
The captain arrived and he sent for me the operator.
- High 2 alpha, high four fire!
- It informs!
- Our captain is here. He said for you call second lieutenant Lopes.
- Captain, our situation is not of the best. We are enclosed everywhere. Inform the battalion to do a RVIS (aerial recognition) and later a TEVES (aerial bombardment.)
- Ok! I will already treat of that!
Image: courtesy of the noncommissioned officer Luís Filipe
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