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A little taste:
“Captain, we’ve got movement to the South.”
Lewis jumped up on a humvee. “Show me.”
He grabbed his binoculars and looked out to the South. He saw a cloud of dust. He hated clouds of dust. Chen pointed behind and to the right of the cloud of dust. The setting sun painted the dust in roses and pinks. The fading sunlight glinted off the edges of swords. “How the hell did they get up so far? They’re on foot, for chrissakes!” he muttered. He turned to his sergeant. “Break out the night vision, sergeant. I think someone’s going to be uncomfortable this evening.”