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An hour later, Lola was finishing the preflight check on the Vengeance. Kee and Connie were stowing gear, and the major was already in her seat making sure the mission route was keyed into the onboard nav displays.
Nearby she could see Tim and Big John prepping their bird. Captain Richardson mirroring her own flight checks. Major Henderson was down the way a bit talking to the Chinook pilot. She could see them loading gear into the back of the monstrous twin-rotor helicopters. Instead of the forty-odd troops the bird could carry, there were six guys and a lot of gear.
No. She’d been wrong.
There weren’t six guys. The group was working together in absolute silence and perfect synchronicity. Definitely not mere guys: they were Delta Force. The Colonel hadn’t been sitting in the back o
