Today’s
excerpt is from Tears And Terrorists, Book #4 of the nine-book Asps
Series. Dusty and Ike set out to meet
the C-130 bringing the rest of the team and friends. Enjoy and have a great day.
m.j.
Even as that
conversation was going on, Jim and Dusty were just finishing their conversation
about where Wendy should land, and when.
Dusty felt he and Ike—or one of them—could sneak away from the hotel by
ten and, traveling at night, it would take them about two hours to reach the
stronghold of the insurgents. He also
told Jim the site he had spotted for Wendy to land was probably two
miles short of the camp, and a mile east of the road…more of a path he told
Jim. Jim asked, “What means ‘probably’?”
“Didn’t get a
chance to actually go there. But am
pretty sure the way the land lays, there could be a good spot over a ridge,
running parallel to the dirt path to the camp.”
Jim just
laughed. “I hope you’re right. Bear says you’ve got GPS in your head…we’ll
see.”
At nine that
night, Dusty and Ike went out the back of the hotel and stole a Land Rover they
found parked there. In addition to their
Asps, they both brought their night vision gear and another GPS device. As Dusty drove the Land Rover, Ike joked,
“You’re pretty good at stealing cars.”
“This isn’t a
car—it’s a Land Rover.”
“Yeah, right.”
“We learn all
manner of things in the SEALs…including how to improvise transportation if
things go in the dumper. Didn’t think it
was a good idea to rent something that might be known to our ‘new employers’.”
“Oh, I agree—but
just the same, you sure were slick getting into this thing and getting it
started. I missed that part of Boris and
Drew’s training.”
“Wasn’t
them. I told you…SEALs.”
“The Army didn’t
teach us in Special Forces anything about stealing cars.”
“Probably
figured everyone in the Army could steal a car without being shown how, once
they were in.”
“Oh, you’re real
funny…squid.”
Once well away
from the capital city, they pulled off the road, disconnected the lights on the
Land Rover, and put on their night vision gear.
Then drove on until sure they were about two miles from the camp. Both men had watched the countryside carefully
as they drove back and forth, and both were sure where they were. Dusty pulled off the side of the road and
pulled into the only real vegetation in the area. He set out on foot, leaving Ike with the Land
Rover. Ike’s story, if discovered, was he
was there to check on how the sentries he’d placed were doing, and had stopped
where he was to go forward on foot.
Dusty went over
the ridge he had told Jim about and could see a nice flat, barren place for
Wendy to land. He called Jim and told
him he was at the new ‘International Airport of Namibia’ and Wendy could follow
the GPS signal right on in. He gave Jim
the code of the GPS device. After that,
Jim told him they were already in the air and would probably be there within
the hour.
Dusty smiled at
the timing. Had he and Ike waited until
ten, they would have timed it almost perfectly, but he had decided there was
the small matter of transportation and he didn’t count on having said
transportation within ten minutes of exiting the hotel. He walked back to Ike to inform him of when
the C-130 would be landing, then went back to the top of the ridge. As an afterthought, he went back down to the
Land Rover and rooted around in the back, until he found three roadside
flares. He took those and headed back to
his designated landing strip. Ike just
laughed when he saw what Dusty was doing, but said nothing.
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