The Soldier So Ruthless the US Was Afraid to Reward The Vietnamese jungle air was thick with humidity and lingering gunsmoke. First Sergeant Bob Howard and his elite Hatchet Force special ops team were shaken up after a rough landing, their Huey helicopters greeted by a cacophonic chorus of North Vietnamese bullets that had left several casualties. The unit began pressing on into the unknown, determined to complete their highly classified mission to find a missing Green Beret. But at the back of the line, Howard was still dealing with sporadic fire from the flanks. He dashed forward to inform the Lieutenant of the threat, but it was too late: they had walked straight into an ambush. As the jungle erupted with a frenzied onslaught, a thunderous blast knocked Howard off his feet. Coming to in a clump on the ground, he tried to open his eyes, but all he could see was red. What’s more, his hands hurt like hell, and the AR-16 they’d been clutching was long gone. Suddenly, the air was filled with gut-wrenching screams and a distressing burning smell. With his vision slowly returning, a chill ran down Howard’s spine as he realized what was happening. Working his way down the line of casualties was an enemy soldier wielding a flamethrower. And it looked like Howard was next…

The Soldier So Ruthless the US Was Afraid to Reward 313,994 views May 28, 2024 Killing commies was his passion. The Vietnamese jungle air was thick with humidity and lingering gunsmoke. First Sergeant Bob Howard and his elite Hatchet Force special ops team were shaken up after a rough landing, their Huey helicopters greeted by a cacophonic chorus of North Vietnamese bullets that had left several casualties. The unit began pressing on into the unknown, determined to complete their highly classified mission to find a missing Green Beret. But at the back of the line, Howard was still dealing with sporadic fire from the flanks. He dashed forward to inform the Lieutenant of the threat, but it was too late: they had walked straight into an ambush. As the jungle erupted with a frenzied onslaught, a thunderous blast knocked Howard off his feet. Coming to in a clump on the ground, he tried to open his eyes, but all he could see was red. What’s more, his hands hurt like hell, and the AR-16 they’d been clutching was long gone. Suddenly, the air was filled with gut-wrenching screams and a distressing burning smell. With his vision slowly returning, a chill ran down Howard’s spine as he realized what was happening. Working his way down the line of casualties was an enemy soldier wielding a flamethrower. And it looked like Howard was next… https://youtu.be/vQpe3XTruhc?si=jeQkR-aimFFr2lVE

HE'S EXPOSING THE TRUTH OF THE "OKLAHOMA CITY BOMBING" (DERRICK BROZE ON REDACTED) ALL of these types of things are planned and orchestrated by the #Luciferian controllers, who CONTROL THE ENTIRE WORLD using nothing but a printing press and DECEPTION! Most people would kill their own mother for some of the worthless paper these Luciferian scumbags print.... and many actually do! So you KNOW when the deed has been planned and orchestrated for decades.... These people will put forth some Luciferian nonsense and lies to go with it! And naturally.... THEY DID! This poem is overtly Luciferian with it's wording.... Just like everything these demonic scumbags do! It DOES MATTER "how straight the gate" And YOU are not "Captain of your Soul" in the sense this declares! You are "The Captain" of your behavior and your deeds..... Which directly affects what happens to your soul... But YOU have no power over what happens to your soul other than that! You best "Bow your Head" to your Creator! Or your soul will pay the price! The Luciferians will go to any length to put some Luciferian philosophy in front of you! And to any length to ENSLAVE YOU... Here, they killed those 2 birds with a single stone! Ushering in the "Patriot Act" with their planned act AND putting forth some Luciferian nonsense at the same time! “Invictus,” the 1875 poem that Timothy McVeigh reportedly has chosen to recite at his May 16 execution, is among the most famous of all inspirational poems. Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. https://old.bitchute.com/video/cuK73lAQMKM6/

This is bigger than one man, this is a rescue mission to take the United States out of the globalists clutches! MAGA is the movement chosen and Trump is the leader… the rest is the heart of this nation screaming for freedom of all forms!

Go inject our poisons ( #Pharmakeia ) into your veins using a device invented originally by followers of #Pan, you know, the #Satanic god of perversion and rape shown with a huge erection??? Okay let me back up some here, here's a little story for you.... Let's discuss the idea behind the #Syringe and it's origin shall we? As she fled the amorous satyr Pan, a chaste wood nymph named Syrinx rushed up to the River Ladon’s edge (left) and prayed for rescue. Her “watery sisters,” the river nymphs, transformed her into river reeds (syringes, in Greek), which piped out plaintive, hollow tunes with each of Pan’s lecherous sighs. Clutching the reeds, Pan wove them into the raft-like Pan’s pipe (high right), a musical instrument also known as the syrinx. So reeds (of different length) in parallel formed this musical syrinx; reeds (of different diameters) in series formed the aspirating syringe (low right), which needed only the hollow needle’s invention for use as an injector. And that is how Pan’s rejection led to the syringe’s invention … and injection. (The image on the left is adapted from the author’s print of Michel Dorigny’s Pan et Syrinx.) (Copyright © the American Society of Anesthesiologists, Inc.) Copyright © 2013, the American Society of Anesthesiologists, Inc. Lippincott Williams & Wilkins. Okay.... So a Rapist who had HOOVES and a man's body wanted to rape Syrinx, she was transformed into River Reeds which the rapist fashioned into the "PAN FLUTE" so he could eternally torment her! GOT IT! THEN some genius heard this tale and decided "Know what? We should create a device to inject our pharmakeia into human beings with, using these hollow reeds, inspired 100% based on a Satanic story in mythology Or History, you decide Now what could POSSIBLY GO WRONG with that? https://allnewspipeline.com/Tsunami_Of_Chaos_And_Death_Arrive.php

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