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Vol. I · No. 1Prolonging the Slow Death of NewspapersEst. 2026

The Phantom Enemy

Michael R. Gordon: The enemy was a phantom who never showed his face but transformed a neighborhood into a network of houses rigged to explode.

And the soldiers from Comanche Company's First Platoon confronted this elaborate and deadly trap.

The platoon's push began shortly after 4 a.m. on Saturday, as American forces continued their effort to wrest the western section of this city north of Baghdad from Al Qaeda in Mesopotamia. Tracer rounds zipped through the air as the soldiers fired antitank weapons, mortar shells and machine guns at the abandoned houses they planned to inspect across the street.

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