Category: War Stories

In the 1990s, each agent assigned to the Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA) field office in Oklahoma City (OKC) specialized in a particular narcotic. One agent was responsible for tracking down meth chefs, another, marijuana smugglers from Mexico. One of the five agents focused on heroin, and another on cocaine. Crack was handled by Special Agent […]

NEWSREP’s sister site, Fighter Sweep, is on the hunt for World War II bomber pilots that we can work with on an upcoming project. Our goal is to tell the stories of the heroic men tasked with bringing the fight to our nation’s enemies in the largest air conflict this planet has ever seen — […]

One of the perks of studying at an elite U.S. university is that top companies, organisations, and agencies congregate in search of talent. What follows is my experience attending a Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) recruiting brief and simulation session at Johns Hopkins University. Names have been altered to preserve personal security. It all began with […]

You can read part I here and part II here Dedication for this work goes to NEWSREP’s own Sister, Ms. Joy B. Little Sister didn’t do out-calls; only in-calls. She didn’t have a drivers license and didn’t know how even to drive. She had autism to a degree, sweet of intellect and difficult to talk […]

You can read part one here Dedication for this work goes to Adam Cortez (Biggy-Small) Biggs, convicted trafficker of this essay’s protagonist. Little Sister appeared on www.backpage.com with the rigid regularity of a trafficked little sister, her and her other sisters. I think there were five in all at the time. The sisters’ posts appeared […]

Dedication for this essay goes to SOFREP writer Mr. James J. L. Powell It was in the stately confines of Jackson, Florida, as I recall in my mind’s eye. It was during a Joint Readiness Exercise that JSOC was chartered to support in some capacity, and on some occasion, it became incumbent on JSOC to […]

I shouted for him to exit the vehicle with his hands visible, my arms locked out in an extended position with a death grip on my Glock 17. I had at least half a magazine left in it by my guesstimation. My stance was wide and low, ready for a fight as the adrenaline surged […]

Sgt. Aaron Crowell grew up in Florida at the sides of two German Shepherds, and since then he has always been an avid dog lover. He traveled the world in his youth and was forced to part ways with those two, but his love for dogs only grew from there. Not only did they serve […]

I opened my eyes, scratched at my beard, and rolled out of the rack. Then I threw on some cargo pants and checked my 9mm before I strapped it on. Then did a quick function check of the M4 as I headed for the front door on the way to the head. I passed Karl hovering over […]

When I was in Burma on my first trip, we had a guide leading us through the jungle who seemed to know every inch of the place. This was before my military experience, and I was fairly young and certainly dumb, but I did my best to follow all instructions laid out by light hearted, […]

Dedication for this work goes to Ms. Kelly Harp “I really think you should go in and talk to her right away; I mean this very evening — right now!” The text string coming in from my Internet Drag Netter in Vermont was every bit importuning me to comply. She got that way now and […]

Read part I here and part II here. Dedication for this work goes to Doctor Taylor Mac; a friend, and mentor I counted: “One thousand one, one thousand two …” All paratroopers inherently count when they are falling. I mean they can’t not do it. They have to count seconds when falling. It is hard-coded into […]