Free The Chameleon Soldier: NOW AS AN ALIEN BLUE HE CANNOT DIE. by D.B. Silvis Page B

a big open space. He stopped and absorbed the scene before him. Two naked white men were hanging upside down from a large tree limb. The men were being brutally tortured. Most of the Navajo Indians paid no attention to Killian, who now looked like one of them. Two of the Indians stared at Killian, and then walked slowly over to him. Nothing was said for a few seconds. Then the larger of the two Indians spoke.
    “I am Gaagii, friend of Lupan.”
    Killian didn’t return the greeting.
    “Why are you here, Taglito Silaada?” Gaagii asked.
    “I am no longer a soldier, Raven,” answered Killian.
    “You prefer not to use Navajo names, Taglito?”
    “My American name is Killian. I have no ill will against the Navajo.”
    “That may be, but Lupan will still kill you,” said the shorter Indian.
    “Is he here?” asked Killian.
    “No. Lupan is a soldier. He went to fight against the white man. He is now in a faraway land,” answered Raven.
    “Lupan is now a mercenary?” asked Killian.
    “He is a killer of the white Americans,” the smaller Navajo answered proudly.
    “And what about you, Raven?” asked Killian.
    “I, like many who were blessed by the Star Warriors, have lost my taste for the blood of the white man. We want to practice the good teachings of the Sky People.”
    Killian pointed toward the two hanging missionaries. “What about them?”
    “We don’t think of them as white men; they are animals. One of them constantly beat, molested, and murdered our young boys. The other raped our innocent young girls, and if there were babies born to them the babies were killed and buried in unmarked graves in the school’s grounds,” said Raven.
    Killian heard a blood-curdling scream. He looked over at the two missionaries, who were being roughly castrated. Their blood was running down, from between their spread legs, over their chest, and onto their faces. Between screams they choked on their own blood.
    “I don’t condone what these men have done or what’s happening at the boarding school, Gaagii. I’m ashamed of the treatment of your people, and that our government is letting it happen.”
    Gaagii smiled grimly. “The Star Warriors blessed you, Killian, as they saw there was good in your heart.”
    Killian nodded. He saw other Indians putting firewood under the swaying heads of the two missionaries. The three of them watched as fire was applied to the dry wood.
    “They will burn to death, Killian, but no blue-white smoke will rise from their bodies only the black smoke of their evil souls,” said Gaagii.
    Killian nodded once more, “Peace be with you, Raven.”
    He turned and walked through the woods toward his pickup.

CHAPTER 7

    I n June of 1950, North Korean forces invaded South Korea. The invasion triggered war. It was the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea, supported by the People’s Republic of China, with military and material support from the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, against the Republic of Korea (South Korea), supported by the United States of America, with aid from the allied nations under the aegis of the United Nations.
    Killian knew his nemesis Lupan, and many of his Blue Warrior followers, would sure to be serving the North Koreans against the Americans.
    In the fall Killian rejoined the 1st Cavalry Regiment, and was assigned to the 16th Reconnaissance Company, which was the lead recon team for the regiment. Killian soon learned it was a lousy war. Much of it was fought in harsh winter conditions, and miserable, rough, mountainous terrain. Many times his regiment found themselves separated from the main unit. They had to fight their way back to friendly lines. The 1 st Cavalry suffered heavy losses as they were fighting both the North Koreans, and the Chinese.
    In addition, they had to contend with the refugees, who crowded the towns and the roads. Many of the refugees were loyal to the Democratic People’s Republic of North Korea and helped the enemy against the