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“Roger, Heavy 1. Adder 4 coming in.”
Kee braced herself. Anticipating what Major Beale was about to do didn’t prepare her body for the sudden shift. In moments, Kee faced straight down, the helicopter on its side to get maximum turning speed. The g-forces rushed the blood toward her feet, though she hung facedown in her harness. Her gut also told her it would be her side of the helo that lined up with trouble.
They passed over the massive twin-rotor Chinook helicopter hovering with its tail ramp dipped into the river. A double fireteam of Delta operators were launching a pair of Zodiac inflatable boats off the back ramp five miles above Naopari. The baddies dug in there would never expect a water assault, not in a mile-high desert. A recon team had reported the river navigable, if yo
