Colonel Zancudos redefined psychological warfare.
In his heavy Liberian vernacular with a distinctive accent, he addressed his fighter.
“Men! Touday, we are go ing to comm ence sychological warfare”, he belted out.
“Men! Today, we are going to commence psychological warfare”, he belted out.
“We don kill our ene mies-the mauther fuckers.
We shoot to wood and let them mauther fucking bastards suffer.
And then they die”, he said laughing. Continue reading “Camp NoE -Colonel Zancudos”