We reach randezvous point. Waiting for air strike. We waited and waited and waited. 2 of our comrade carrying a burden with them, two children. they are hungry and tired. we need to win this war. this enemy are smart, but we are more cunning. we are more agile. we need to wait in ambush.
Our captain infiltrated the barrack in third floor. he surveyed the place and found the package. the package is obtained and he call in air strike.
Bomb.. haha.. back to real life. my mum shouted. OMGness. What is that sound. then she look out of her window and saw a loaf of bread on the blood behind our house. She was wondering who threw it down. In a few seconds, a monkey rushed down and picked up the "package" and ran up the hill and regroup with other monkeys. indeed, their operation is sucessful. heh heh..
here is one monkey
a bunch of them
Here is how the spy escaped
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