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OUTA LUCK?

Ben and his team looked like something out of a space movie as they
gathered near the door of the C-130 transport plane. They were dressed
all in black, with faces enclosed in Plexiglas hehnets to give them
oxygen until they fell far enough to be able to breathe on their own.
Harley had said they would be at terminal velocity, 120 miles per hour,
for several minutes prior to their chutes opening.

"It's almost impossible to breathe at that speed, so leave your helmets
hooked up until your chute opens. After that, if the shock of the sudden
deceleration doesn't knock you out, you can jettison your helmets and
get your weapons ready to fire. We don't know what we're gonna find when
we land."

"What if we get hung up in the jungle canopy too far to drop from our
chutes?" Ben asked.

Harley pointed to Ben's chest. "That's what that nylon cord on the front
of your HALO suit is for. Just attach it to your harness, hit the
release button, and climb down the rope to the ground."

"And if the rope doesn't reach the ground?" Corrie asked.

"Then you're SOL," Harley replied with a grin.

"SOL?" she asked.

"Shit outa luck," he replied, and turned to watch the lights at the
front of the transport, waiting for the jump light to turn from red to
green.

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