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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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

Three-Seventeen. First Brigade. I'm brigade intel, Second Brigade. What do you do?

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

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.

The Cabbage Patch Hat? The major smiled, his eyes closed. Well, the Kevlar's supposed to stop stuff from tearing your skull apart, and the mop we wrap around it breaks up your outline - makes you harder to see in the bush, sir. Your brother's with us, you said?

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

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

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

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

Okay. The police were looking at the passing cars, but not searching them. One shined his flashlight into the back of the Subaru. There were some curious things there, but not the right size and shape to be machine guns. He waved them on. Clark took that in and did some supposing. Had the gang war he'd hoped to start already begun?

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

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

Always figured the Navy was smart, sir.

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

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.

No. Robby chuckled. The best part is I can get the hell outa Dodge right quick if I got to.

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