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Clark put his Noctron on it as soon as the lights had turned away. It was a big -

Take your pick, Larson replied. It's like the horse collection at Churchill Downs. Porsches, Rolls, Benzes

You know, my brother wears one of these things. Heavy enough. What the hell good is it?

Serving two-to-three in the Pentagon at the moment. I fly fighter planes when I'm not driving a desk.

Robby Jackson had a two-hour layover before boarding the Air Force C-141B, which with its refueling housing looked rather like a green, swept-wing snake. Also aboard were sixty or so soldiers with full gear. The fighter pilot looked at them with some amusement. This was what his little brother did for a living. A major sat down next to him after asking permission - Robby was two grades higher.

The major grunted. Not as well as we hoped. We lost some good people out of some important slots - same with you, right? People rotate in, rotate out, and it takes awhile to get the new ones up to speed. Anyway, the reconnaissance units in particular lost some good ones, and it cost us some. That's why we train, the major concluded. Never stops.

He's a new nugget - second lieutenant I guess you call him - in the, uh, they call it Ninja-something

What kind of car does Escobedo have?

You don't 'suppose' very often in this business. How fast can you get a line on what happened here?

What kind of car does Escobedo have?

He's a new nugget - second lieutenant I guess you call him - in the, uh, they call it Ninja-something

What's that? Larson asked. Two automobile headlights appeared on a hillside three miles away. Neither man had noticed the Mercedes pull into the overlook. They'd been concentrating on the target then, but Clark reproached himself for not remembering to check around further. That sort of mistake was often fatal, and he'd allowed himself to forget just how serious it was.

Somebody blew the shit out of them, Larson noted. Clark's evaluation was more professional.

Robby Jackson had a two-hour layover before boarding the Air Force C-141B, which with its refueling housing looked rather like a green, swept-wing snake. Also aboard were sixty or so soldiers with full gear. The fighter pilot looked at them with some amusement. This was what his little brother did for a living. A major sat down next to him after asking permission - Robby was two grades higher.

It's different with us. We deploy as a unit and usually don't lose anybody that way until we come back home.

He's a new nugget - second lieutenant I guess you call him - in the, uh, they call it Ninja-something

Roughly similar tactics. This was mainly a reconnaissance exercise, trying to get inside to gather information, conduct a few raids, that sort of thing.

You know, my brother wears one of these things. Heavy enough. What the hell good is it?

Clark put his Noctron on it as soon as the lights had turned away. It was a big -

Must be nice to do all your work sitting down, the major observed.

What kind of car does Escobedo have?

Regular training rotation for one of our battalions. Jungle and tight country is where we work. We hide a lot, the major explained.

Must be nice to do all your work sitting down, the major observed.

What's that? Larson asked. Two automobile headlights appeared on a hillside three miles away. Neither man had noticed the Mercedes pull into the overlook. They'd been concentrating on the target then, but Clark reproached himself for not remembering to check around further. That sort of mistake was often fatal, and he'd allowed himself to forget just how serious it was.

The big, fast one? Somebody with big-time money, then. You don't suppose ?

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