Mike Vendetti
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1,621 appearances
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first heard Jul 2026
last heard 21 Jul
Mike Vendetti’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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But that brought Captain Truscott with a fresh and powerful troop.
Sweeping into their sucker with the dawn.
Then there had been men who strained other men to their hearts, and who shed tears like women for gallant comrades had bitten the dust.
In the desperate fighting of the day, before and hope itself had almost gone.
with the ammunition of the beleaguered command.
Now with heavier losses than had befallen Wayne and seventy six, Ray's command to be held to
With almost tranquil hearts the coming of the fierce array and final charge.
Behind them, not two miles, to be sure, rode in swift, well ordered pursuit the long line of comrade troopers, but there had been intervening years of campaign experiences that dulled to a degree the earlier enthusiasms of the soldier, and taught at least the assumption of professional composure that was the secret wonder of the suckling trooper.
And that became his chief ambition to acquire.
It is one thing to charge home at a hard fighting command when friends and comrades back the effort and cheer the charging line.
It is another to charge home, conscious that other chargers are coming at one's heels.
Magnificent as a spectacle, therefore, this closing dash of lame wolf's warriors was but a meek reminder of their earlier attack.
Long before they came within four hundred yards of the leafy stronghold, the moment, indeed, the brown springfields began their spiteful bark.
To right and left the warriors veered, far out on either flank, screeching and yelling as was their savage way.
They tore madly by, flattened out against their ponies' necks, and those who could use their arms at all, pumping wild shots that whistled harmless over the heads of the defenders.
And bit the blackened prairie many a rod beyond.
Only jeers rewarded the stirring spectacle, jeers, and a few low aimed, sputtering volleys.
That brought other luckless ponies to their knees and sprawled a few red riders, but less than five minutes from the warning cry that hailed their coming.
Lame Wolf and his host were lining Elk Tooth Ridge, and watching with burning hate and vengeful eyes the swift, steady advance of Webb's long blue fighting line, and the utter unconcern of the defense.
Even before the revealing squadron was within carving range, certain of Ray's men had scrambled out upon the northward bank and pushing forward upon the prairie.
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