Authors: Randal Lanser
The
men lo
a
d
e
d them
s
e
lves into the v
e
hicl
e
s and
the d
r
ive
r
s s
t
a
rt
e
d t
h
e
m
a
ss
i
ve
e
n
g
i
n
e
s, whi
c
h w
e
r
e
e
quipped
with sp
ec
ial muf
f
l
e
rs
to m
a
ke
them
a
l
m
ost
s
i
l
e
n
t
,
e
v
e
n in
t
he
c
onfin
e
s of the h
a
n
g
a
r.
O
ne
of the
t
e
a
m’s me
c
h
a
n
i
c
s op
e
n
e
d
t
he
h
a
n
g
a
r do
o
r
a
nd
snow
blasted in
t
o the
g
iant bui
l
din
g
.
I
t
s
wirl
e
d
a
rou
n
d the
w
hi
t
e
ca
r
a
v
a
n
a
s it
pro
c
ee
d
e
d
in
t
o the storm.
I
t
w
a
s in
s
tant
l
y
c
l
ea
r that the
r
e
w
e
re
n
ea
r
w
hi
t
e
out condit
i
ons,
a
nd
e
v
e
n
thou
g
h
S
e
r
g
ea
nt M
c
I
n
t
y
re
kn
e
w the
ro
a
ds
a
nd p
a
ssable
tr
a
i
l
s bet
w
ee
n
t
he
b
a
se
a
nd
B
ea
r
B
r
ea
t
h
,
it
would be
a
c
onst
a
nt
st
r
ug
g
le to
c
o
v
e
r t
h
e
200 m
i
les.
A
ft
e
r
a
bout five
h
our
s
,
S
e
r
g
ea
nt
P
ie
r
c
e
r
e
l
i
e
v
e
d M
c
I
n
t
y
r
e
a
nd
n
a
vigat
e
d the
c
a
r
a
v
a
n for the n
e
x
t five
hou
r
s to an
a
g
ree
d upon
p
oint
f
ive mi
l
e
s northw
e
st of
W
hi
t
e
B
e
a
r
L
a
k
e
.
Ev
e
r
y
one
but
t
he
f
o
u
r d
r
i
v
e
rs
a
nd
S
e
r
g
ea
nt
P
ie
r
c
e
,
who w
a
s r
e
st
i
n
g
f
rom the str
a
in of n
a
vigating
the
c
onv
o
y
in
n
ea
r
-
z
e
ro visib
i
l
i
t
y
,
g
ot
o
ut and
a
ssembled n
e
a
r C
a
ptain C
a
rn
e
s.
“
Ok
a
y
,”
h
e
shout
e
d to be
h
ea
rd
a
bo
v
e
the ho
w
l
i
n
g win
d
.
“
The
c
r
a
sh s
i
t
e
i
s
a
ppro
x
i
m
a
te
l
y
f
ive mi
l
e
s
south
w
e
st of our
c
u
r
r
e
nt
posit
i
on.
I
n te
a
ms of tw
o
,
I
w
a
nt
y
ou to f
a
n out f
r
om he
r
e
a
nd loc
a
te
i
t
.
Move out.”
The
proc
e
dure
w
a
s w
e
l
l-
r
e
h
e
a
rs
e
d
f
rom
y
ea
rs of
t
r
a
in
i
n
g
.
Ser
g
ea
nt M
c
I
n
t
y
re
w
a
tc
h
e
d
a
s the m
e
n p
a
ir
e
d
o
ff
a
nd d
i
s
a
pp
ea
r
e
d in
t
o the bli
z
z
a
rd on
sn
o
wsho
e
s. Th
e
n
h
e
g
ot
i
n the
v
e
hicle
to w
a
it
with
C
a
ptain C
a
rn
e
s
for
a
r
a
dio
m
e
ss
a
g
e
f
r
o
m one of
the
g
roups.
Tom
W
a
lker
pick
e
d up
t
he
phone
bui
l
t
i
nto
t
he
se
a
t ba
c
k of the
p
riv
a
te
A
ir
F
o
r
c
e
jet
a
s it r
e
ac
h
e
d
c
ruising
a
l
t
i
t
ude
on i
t
s w
a
y
f
rom
W
a
shing
t
on D.
C
. to
S
ea
t
t
le. T
he
re
he
would bo
a
rd a C140
f
or
the
f
inal trip to An
c
horage. He
d
i
a
led Colon
e
l
P
ick
e
t
t
’s b
a
se
re
si
d
e
n
c
e
a
nd w
a
i
t
e
d f
o
r the
a
nsw
e
r.
“
Colonel
P
ick
e
t
t
?
W
a
lk
e
r, h
ea
rd
a
n
y
th
i
ng
y
e
t
?
”
“
No, but no ne
w
s is
g
ood
n
e
w
s
,
a
t
l
ea
st up
unt
i
l now. Th
e
y
won
’
t
r
e
a
c
h their
obje
c
t
i
ve for
sever
a
l hours
a
t
b
e
st. The
f
a
c
t
I
h
a
v
e
n
’t h
e
a
rd
f
rom them
till now m
ea
ns th
e
y
a
t
l
ea
st hav
e
n
’t h
a
d
a
n
y
trouble
so
f
a
r.
C
a
rn
e
s would h
a
v
e
r
e
port
e
d if th
e
y
w
e
r
e
off
s
c
h
e
d
u
le.”
“
Good,
I
’m
e
n
route
to
W
hi
t
e
B
ea
r
L
a
ke now
a
n
d should
g
e
t
t
h
e
r
e
b
y
e
a
r
l
y
to
m
o
r
ro
w
. T
a
ke
down this numbe
r
.
I
t’s the
p
hone
h
e
re
in
t
he
jet.”
W
a
lker
g
a
ve
P
ic
k
e
tt
the numb
e
r. “
L
e
t
m
e know
w
h
e
n Ca
r
n
e
s’s te
a
m r
eac
h
e
s the plan
e
.
Oh,
a
nd
I
a
l
m
ost fo
r
got, Mit
c
h
e
ll
said the
r
e
w
a
s a bo
d
y
a
bout
t
w
e
n
t
y
y
a
rds
in f
r
ont of the
plan
e
.
S
a
id
he
thou
g
ht
i
t w
a
s a
m
a
n
’
s bo
d
y
.
I
w
a
nt C
a
rn
e
s to dig
that bo
d
y
o
ut as
we
ll
a
s the plan
e
.
I
w
a
nt
t
o make
sure
t
h
a
t
i
t’s the bo
d
y
of
a
man not a
w
oman.”