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“Well, this looks like fun,” Drew transmitted over the radio.
“What we live for,” Amos did his best to keep it light.
They’d spotted the shelters in unison, too damn close to the center of the firefront. They probably should have bailed and let the sheltered hotshots take their chances. They’d made themselves a good hide. He and Drew should have dropped their water in a wedge between the fire and the shelters then gotten the hell out.
That was fire safety training.
But that wasn’t Army training. “Leave no man behind” wasn’t a motto, it was a way of life. The most elite rescue team of them all, the pararescue jumpers had the motto “That others may live.” He and Drew had talked plenty about what that kind of commitment took. Talked about it enough that it too had become a part of them
