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{{a|opcoboone|}}<div style="text-indent: 20px;">Three figures stood upon the ridge and watched the eighteen-wheeler rumble through the desert, flanked by a pair of [[COO]] gunships.
{{a|opcoboone|}}<div style="text-indent: 20px;">As a blood-red sun dipped to the the rim of the world, three silhouettes, up high on the ridge, watched the procession thunder across the desert miles below: an eighteen-wheeler flanked by a pair of [[COO]] gunships. The taller figure in the centre was shrouded. Those to the left and right sat astride dirt bikes.
 
A thin artery ran away from the convoy, ten flat miles, to a dusky settlement, over-watched by a network of observation towers.
 
At once the network towers flashed coordinated pulses of light, three long, three short, three long.
 
The riders kicked over their engines and departed: one left, one right. The shrouded leader took a step towards the cliff-edge.
 
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High on the mountain promontory, Seven klicks west and 4,000 metres up, Boone observed the rising plume on the desert floor. He didn’t need his telegraphic scope to watch: These morons were clear as day. Their MIS signature lit up half the goddamn sky. Taking them down would be simple pleasure.
The Eagle Squad leader stood high on the mountain promontory, seven klicks west and 4,000 metres up, Boone observed the rising plume on the desert floor. He didn’t need his telegraphic scope to watch: These morons were clear as day. Their MIS signature lit up half the goddamn sky. Taking them down would be simple pleasure.


Boone barked into his wrist-comm. “All right, [[Genevieve “Chip” Carpenter|Chip]], I’m going in.”
Boone barked into his wrist-comm. “All right, [[Genevieve “Chip” Carpenter|Chip]], I’m going in.”