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If we have it all under control, Turcotte wondered, why do portholes were
the only windows to the outside world.
we need the guns? But he kept his mouth shut and looked Turcotte noted
several other pallets of gear strapped down
out at what the other men were watching. A UH-60 along the center
of the cargo bay. There were other groups
Blackhawk helicopter, blades folded, had already been of men already
on board, some dressed in gray jumpsuits,
placed inside the first C-130. Two AH-6 attack helicop- others in traditional
army green.
ters--"little birds," as the pilots referred to them--were "The ones
in gray are the eggheads!" Prague yelled in
also being loaded onto the second one. The AH-6 was a his ear. "We
baby-sit them while they do their stuff. The
small, four-man helicopter with a minigun mounted on the green ones are
the pilots for the choppers."
right skid. The only unit that Turcotte knew of that flew the The ramp of
the C-130 slowly lifted and closed and the
AH-6 was Task Force 160, the army's classified helicopter interior lights
glowed red, allowing the people inside to
unit. maintain their
natural night vision. Turcotte glanced out
"Alpha team, move out!" Prague ordered. one of the small
portholes at the airfield. He noted that the
Four men with parachutes casually slung over their V-22 was out
of sight. He wondered where the four men
shoulders walked onto the tarmac toward a waiting V-22 were jumping.
Out of the corner of his eye something large
Osprey that had been sitting in the dark, unnoticed until and round was
moving about thirty feet above the flight
now in the lee of the large hangar. Another surprise. strip, between
them and the mountain. Turcotte blinked.
Turcotte had heard that the government contract for the "What the--"
Osprey had been canceled, but this one looked very opera- "Keep your
attention inboard," Prague ordered, grab-
tional as each of its massive propellers began turning. They bing his shoulder.
"Your gear good to go?"
were on the end of the wings, which were rotated up--a Turcotte looked
at his leader, then closed his eyes. The
position that allowed the plane to take off like a helicopter,
then fly like a plane as the wings rotated forward. The image of what
he had just seen was still clear in his mem-
Osprey was moving even before the back ramp finished ory, but his
mind was already beginning to question itself.
closing, lifting into the sky. "Yes, sir."
Turcotte felt a surge of adrenaline. The smell of JP-4 "All right.
Like I said, just stick with me for this first one.
fuel, the exhaust from the aircraft engines, the sounds, the And don't let
nothing you see surprise you."
weaponry, all touched his senses and brought back memo- The plane shuddered