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matter. Everything around us was wet. Nothing ever dried out, not
even the tropical uniforms that were supposed to wick away
moisture while providing impact protection. They did neither all that
well, and certainly didn't do anything to stop the sweating.

Someone might have said that the pattering sound of slugs
shredding the taller soyl plants to the east of where I lay sounded
almost like rain. It didn't.

Air, Bravo two. Nothing. The uplink was dead.

I clicked the implant to alt ... static-filled, but there. Not supposed to
have static on satellite-combat links. Right. Air, Bravo two.

You're breaking up, two. Try main.

Idiots! Would I have boon on alt if main worked? Negative. Main
dead. Need CAS. Coordinates follow.

Say again coordinates...

It took three attempts to get the coordinates clear.

Meanwhile, I could hear the deeper sound of an antique heavy
machine gun to the south. I could also sense telltales going off.

Bravo two ... Bravo two. Negative on CAS.

No time to question that one. I'd already lost half a platoon on the
south end, all because CI wanted troops on the ground, and I had
a mixed force, some commandos and some straight Marines, on a
search and capture mission without the firepower necessary. I'd
rather have just taken my own commandos, but I hadn't been given
that choice.

Bravo two ... three-one here ... delta caught in cross fire ...
quicksand stuff and deep paddies or something... couple of...

The implant transmission flared red and vanished. I'd lost another
officer, and without air support, delta units were going to get
shredded worse, and with century-old weapons at that. Long-range
stunners and lasers didn't work in rain forests. Neither did HV rifles,
not well. That was why I had my own antique, a design more than
fifty years old, a stun-grenade launcher, but it wasn't that accurate
at more than a hundred meters. Gulsan had one, too. He was
flanking me.

Charlie one ... Charlie one, sweeping southeast, vee on me ... After
my orders, and before long we were scuttling to the southeast, with
more of the slugs shredding the taller soyl plants. Implant