SEVEN – LISTENING POST (2200 HOURS)Polack’s eyes suddenly flashed open, unmoving, looking straight up, momentarily unsure of his whereabouts. The hand that suddenly clamped over his mouth had startled him and brought his brain back to the real world. His body stiffened, adrenaline now coursing through it, preparing to fight off this attacker and defend himself.
He felt something fuzzy rubbing against the left side of his face, then hot, rapid breathing in his ear before hearing a single whispered word: “Gooks.” Polack recognized LG’s voice and realized that the bristling sensation on his face was LG’s Afro brushing against him. “Stay down and don’t move,” the whisper commanded. Polack turned his head slightly to face LG, their noses only an inch apart, then acknowledged that he understood
