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Al moved to the back of the car to get a Schermuly flare from the boot.
He fired it into the air, and night turned into foggy day.
Clive and Eddie fired to the side of the boy as he ran over a ditch and
fence and into a field. Night viewing aids were of limited value in fog.
They were going to lose him; they had to do something.
From Ken we heard: "Contact, contact, wait out."
We started to get sparked up. The Boss said, "Fucking hell, it's on! We
need to get there as fast as we can."
Frank said, "It's pointless rushing. We'll get there."
I knew Frank was right, but I felt helpless in the backseat.
Ken's team didn't know any more than we did; they would not move
forward in case of a blue-on-blue (friendly fire). If Clive and Eddie needed
any help, they would call for it.
All this time two other members of the PIRA gang had been no more than
five meters away from Clive's team in the car. They must have heard it stop,
and remained hidden. As the Schermuly went up and Clive and Eddie started to
fire, so did they-at Al.
Clive and Eddie had got the runner. He quite sensibly stopped as the
Schermuly was doing its job and he knew that he was in the shit.
"Bring your hands up and turn towards me. Now walk towards me."
Clive was giving commands, but the boy wasn't listening. He got dragged
onto the road and put facedown.
"I am going to search you," Clive said. "If you move, you will be shot,
do you understand?" Eddie shouted for Al to bring some plasticuffs so they
could immobilize him until the R.U.C arrived.
' We were nearly there now and telling Ken the direction of our
approach so he could put us in where he wanted. The area was in darkness
again.
Al hadn't responded to their request, so both men dragged the prisoner
to the car.
Eddie said to Clive: "Take my weapon. I'll get in the back for the
cuffs."
He handed it over to Clive, who covered the boy on the ground.
There wasn't a sling on Eddie's weapon so Clive was holding it in his
hand.
Next person we heard on the net was Eddie: "Hello, all call signs, we
have a man down. It's Al-we need a heli. Get a helicopter in now!"
Fraser came back: "Roger that, confirm it's Al. Confirm it's Al, over."
He needed to make sure so that the blood type could be matched.
Eddie came back: "Yep, it's Al. Get it in now! We need it in now!"
We heard Ken say, "Get it in now! Fuck the weather, I want a heli in
there now!"
The scaleys were on other frequencies now, trying to get a heli up. But
there was no way a helicopter could fly in freezing fog. The boss down at
TCG was trying to organize to get an ambulance in.
Fraser came back to Clive and Eddie a few minutes later. "We can't get
a heli in; the fog, s down too much.
We're trying for an ambulance, we're going to get something in for you,
wait out, wait out."
Al had taken rounds in the arm and chest. Eddie got the trauma pack out