Saturday, October 30, 2010

(Realismus) The taking of the barrio

The taking of the barrio

It was nighttime when a group of people, with gun in hand, moving silently but surely towards their objective.

These group of people, composed of full time rebels, and more than a hundred of militiamen, coming from local tribesmen escaped from the horrible tragedy coming from the enemy, set forth a complicated objective: taking the barrio being controlled by the enemy.

That barrio, once a peaceful village, was attacked then ransacked by the enemy-displacing its residents and even destroyed their property as if calling it as their territory. God forbid, but these people didn't notice that the people's revenge will stop their orgy of violence.

Nestled on the top of the mountain, that barrio, as well as the surrounding villages being controlled by the enemy, was been controlled under the counter-insurgency program being implemented by the enemy's command. But instead of order, people expected violence as these soldiers, along with vigilantes, ransacked some of the houses, killed suspected rebels that in fact, innocent people, and even raped women! These numerous human rights violations made by these rabid fools increased the people's defiance to the point of escaping from the barrio to another-or even to the comrades whom they spoke their grievances to them.

That barrio was also crawling as well with informers, yes, civilian informers employed by the enemy, that forced some of the comrades to meet with another outside out of safety.

And due to the reasons coming from the suffering majority, the group decided to launch an offensive, a raid on the barrio and to enable comrades to conduct more systematic political, educational and genuine socio-civic work among the people. As well as to increase the supply of weapons through arms confiscation and to impose revolutionary justice to those who done crimes against the people. With this in mind, the Red fighters, revolutionaries, continued their journey to that suffering barrio.

The comrades reached their destination at midnight, all saints day at that time. They divided into three company size formations: one group heading for the village hall wherein the local gendarmerie and the military used as a barracks, the other one towards a house, acted as a detachment for the soldiers, and the last-wherein the houses of the vigilantes were.

Everything around that barrio had been planned enough, meticulously so to speak. Earlier, groups of partisan units cleared the surrounding areas of informers, of hostile forces that, those who survived were paralyzed with outmost fear! Followed by a patiently-conducted investigation of the area, conducted by some of the comrades, and drawn an accurate map based upon the information taken and collected. The areas, paths were also being drawn too. They had checked and counter-checked the numbers of enemy troopers and their weapons, had anticipated everything that could happen during the offensive, and planned for every eventuality.

From all indications, the raid was certain degree of success.

It took only 30 minutes to encircle the area. A "blocking force", consisted of the militia, was quickly set up along the major roads and exits to deter any enemy reinforcements that might arrive. All vehicles heading for the town proper, wherein the headquarters of the enemy located, were stopped, while vehicles heading in the opposite direction were allowed to pass.

By 2 a.m., the offensive began. Comrades surrounding the town plaza made their presence known to the enemy, calling them aloud to surrender. Shocked awake, the enemy troopers shouted back, cursing the guerrillas badly as they could. All the shouting made the dogs bark and howl, same as the chickens coming from nearby houses and the noise was deafening.

The "shouting war" went on up to sunrise, when suddenly the enemy opened fire towards the comrades. The latter then answered with superior gunfire from the BARs, FALs, AKs, M14s and M16s-making the barrio hall riddled with bullets while the enemy tried enough to counter, but failed to do so. Some teams ordered the people to be evacuated, while some immediately arrested the suspected vigilantes, informers, human rights violators-especially those who tried to escape or wage a shooting war yet failed.

The detachment, like the barrio hall, was also suffered-one of the rebels even fired a recoilless rifle on the window-suffering a greater damage and casualty amongst the enemy ranks resisting inside, the enemy tried to call for reinforcements-not noticing that an ambush stopped their attempt to break the offensive set forth by the revolutionaries.

By 8 o'clock in the morning, the battle stopped. And signals of surrender were tendered. "Come out! Don’t be afraid. You will not be harmed," the Red fighters called out. Slowly the Gendarmerie and the rest of their allies came out of the wrecked buildings, shaking with fear as they faced the gun-wielding guerrillas. They were taken prisoner and their arms confiscated.

At 10 o'clock, the disarming operation was ended.

The whole town population, with the local officials, were then assembled for a mass meeting and cultural presentation courtesy of the freedom fighters. There the latter explained very well the actions made by the offensive, and condemned oppressive local officials as well as military who once controlled the entire barrio and its surroundings, and exhorted the townspeople to join the national democratic revolution, and to wage armed struggle as its forefront.

After the presentation, the guerrillas also convened a people’s court to try the cruel officials, especially the members of the gendarmerie and the vigilantes who made various crimes in the name of national security. They even presented their findings to the masses, with testimonials and evidences coming from the victims.

Most of the people were then condemned them to die, while the defendants plead for their innocence and one of them even condemned the courts as a "facade for terrorism." People simply disagreed with the statement, and the members of the people's court immediately ordered the death sentence to the oppressive members of the order-being sentenced to death my musketry.

After the execution, the masses, as well as the guerrillas in the nearby consolidated areas surrounding the village then celebrated the successful raid with feasting, singing and dancing. The number of rifles seized in the offensive were quite as many than the last ambush set last time: 43 assorted firearms and 1,260 rounds of ammunition, as well as cash, paper, typewriters, office equipment, and others. The revolutionaries also set forth a revolutionary people's government, and even sent a contingent of revolutionary forces to guard the entire barrio in case of reprisal from the enemy.

The raid, turned into an offensive, the result of patient and persistent work, also showed the massive popular support of the minorities for the revolution. The red fighters, supported by the people's militia, were able, for example, to mobilize more than a hundred people to support them in this tactical offensive. They were able to move in and out of the barrio and its surroundings with ease, because their eyes and ears—their great rear, the masses—were always with them, caring and serving same as the revolutionaries as they defend and serve their compatriots in the middle of the people's war.

(Realismus) "All Hollows Ambush"

"All Hollows Ambush"

October 29 1955,
A day before All Hollows day.

It was a dark cold night when I, along with my comrades, were hastingly preparing for our journey based on our destination. As well as we've been reacted after a message telling us that an approaching enemy was coming near the encampment.

We hastingly packed our things, prepared our weapon and marched ahead in the middle of the night, with the stars as its guide, we walked on listening to the sounds of the wisping wind and of the quacking geckoes, dogs and cicadas chirping in the forest, walking on a long mile until we head on our destination.

One of my comrades then prepared a glass of milk coming from a pack and served to us as our early breakfast while we started to set up another camp in a new site far from the former one-this time an ambush site as our squad leader told to us.

In fact, this as a second time around in preparing for an ambush. Like the first one, we hoped that it would end up successful: gaining weapons, ammunition, as well as a victory for the revolutionary movement in this mountainous, swarthy land. There we immediately set up trenches, foxholes, while some hid themselves in a maquis-creating a good ambush site that the enemy may unexpect this kind of fate. On the top of the hill opposite we are two comrades acting as a look-out. They give us a warning if the enemy approaches, as they sought vehicles passing on to the road, whether from the nearby village or from the town.

While waiting for the target, I was thinking deeply about the past days, especially the time I joined in the ambush-one of my comrades told me that it would be far from what movies, media presented to us back then, followed by telling me to hid feelings and to keep my eye sharp.

The next day,
We kept on waiting closely until 8:45, as our lookout raised the signal that the enemy convoy was approaching, again, my heart beats faster as I expected, and the squad leader told us to get ready, the enemy continuously approaches until...


The voice of our commanding officer shouted the signal and all of us immediately fired directly at the enemy convoy. The enemy unexpectedly met again this kind of act as the rain of bullets coming from their once carried guns killed, wounded amongst their ranks while some of them tried to respond enough through their gunfire. Yet, except for two, who end up wounded, we continuously fire-one of us even fired an RPG to a stubborn APC trying to fire against us and it end up as expected-fired!

I was preparing to put my third magazine in my rifle as the commanding officer ordered us to stop. There we sought enough damage in that convoy. Many of them were dead, some were wounded, one of them acting in surrender with a gun raised on high. Some of us then went down as they collected over the rifles, ammunition, even RPGs and a Mortar, including the materiel on that convoy. The wounded foes were immediately treated by our medics all in accordance to the articles of war and of the Geneva convention, same as the prisoners of war that they should also be treated fairly-unlike their own kind who treated some of us, while captured, badly.

We immediately retreated after the ambush, one of us even set the carriers alight so that it may never be used again as expected. The materiel collected from the ambush has added impetus to our growing army. It certainly increases the confidence of the warrior's ability to destroy the enemy, and it also builds the morale of the people as they trust in the revolution and its ability to defend their interests.