Soldier Gets Confronted By 2 Suspicious Figures

Army Lt. Col. Robert Risdon had his eyes fixed on the door the second the two mysterious figures entered the Taco Bell. He was tired, but he could still tell that they didn’t belong there.

He was ready for action, he could still remember his Army Ranger training and he wouldn’t hesitate to put it to use it if need be.

But he wasn’t in the mood for trouble

He tensed up as he watched them. They were now approaching him.

A True Hero

Army Lt. Col. Robert Risdon was ravenously hungry from the day’s events. He had only one thing on his mind: satisfying an overwhelming craving for tacos. He was on his way back home from the Senior Bowl, where he had made a guest appearance.

Robert had no idea that fate would deal him more than just tacos when he pulled into the Taco Bell in the quiet town of Greenville, Alabama.

American Bravery

Risdon was all too familiar with hardship, and as an Army Ranger, he had experienced it firsthand. No matter the cost, Risdon was always at the ready to defend his country and anyone who needed it. He was one of those rare people whose courage serves as a sterling example for the rest of humanity.

When he acted quickly in the Taco Bell in Alabama, he never dreamed that his story would go viral around the world.

Two Strangers

Risdon was tense and frozen when the two figures strode in. His muscles locked, and the other diners swiveled in their chairs, their forks suspended in mid-air as they struggled to get a better view of the intruders.

The steady downpour on the asphalt outside could be heard faintly, but there was a palpable silence inside the Taco Bell. Lit from behind by the light from the neon signs, the two shadows moved towards him.

Wet And Shivering

The appearance of the intruders was the first thing that Risdon noticed, and he made mental notes as he took it all in. He took in the drops of rainwater funneling off the edges of their worn clothes, and then he took stock of the larger figure of the two.

Was the intruder shaking from cold, or from fear?

His eyes traveled down to his hands, which were firmly hidden in the enormous pockets of his black windbreaker.