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Spinner Road, in route to Forward Training<br />
Assembly Area Red 11<br />
Local Time: 0430<br />
Captain Sampson’s com crackled to life as Beall’s<br />
voice shattered <strong>the</strong> silence. “Cap, those tanks<br />
are drifting a little close to us, you want me to<br />
shoo <strong>the</strong>m away?”<br />
“I’ll take care <strong>of</strong> it Beall. You get all <strong>the</strong> navigation<br />
points downloaded yet?”<br />
“Last one fi nishing up. Hey Cap, I have some<br />
aircraft inbound that are not listed as part <strong>of</strong> this<br />
exercise.”<br />
Sampson punched up a screen and looked at <strong>the</strong><br />
target track. “No idea Beall, probably ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />
exercise. Anyway, I’m going to track south <strong>of</strong><br />
here and…”<br />
The hypersonic fl urry <strong>of</strong> gatling gauss rounds<br />
tore into several tanks in <strong>the</strong> armor column,<br />
destroying <strong>the</strong> lead tank and bringing <strong>the</strong><br />
column to a halt. Appearing to shoot wildly<br />
into <strong>the</strong> air, <strong>the</strong> defensive fi re computers <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
stricken tanks attempted to acquire <strong>the</strong>ir target.<br />
Sampson looked up and caught a glimpse <strong>of</strong><br />
two Ghasts in <strong>the</strong> predawn night, as <strong>the</strong>y pulled<br />
up from <strong>the</strong>ir strafi ng run. All four Specters in<br />
Sampson’s section were already locking targets<br />
as <strong>the</strong>ir automatic defensive AA fi red several<br />
Type 77h missiles skyward. The Specters’ salvos<br />
made short work <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Ghasts while <strong>the</strong><br />
o<strong>the</strong>r turned away heavily damaged.<br />
Suddenly <strong>the</strong> bright light <strong>of</strong> several massive<br />
bomb explosions illuminated <strong>the</strong> predawn night.<br />
Sampson and Beall watched in horror as a tank,<br />
lifted by one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> explosions, landed on top<br />
<strong>of</strong> Angel Wing and crushed its cockpit. Sampson<br />
swung his <strong>CAV</strong> around and moved <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong> road<br />
as Beall and <strong>the</strong> wizzos <strong>of</strong> Embreago and Second<br />
Stringer simultaneously began jamming <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
electronic signatures.<br />
Breaking <strong>the</strong> eerie post blast silence, Beall’s<br />
excited voice fi lled Sampson’s headset. “Cap,<br />
iv<br />
you’re our section commander now. That armor<br />
to our left is forming up on us and wants to know<br />
what we are going to do. I have a drop ship and<br />
two transport signatures in our area. We have a<br />
total <strong>of</strong> twenty-four target tracks and four have<br />
been identifi ed. We have eight unknown target<br />
tracks inbound. No IFF emissions.”<br />
“Beall, tell <strong>the</strong>m to form up behind us and<br />
provide ECM support. Also, get me on <strong>the</strong><br />
Company and Battalion communication Nets, I<br />
can’t bring <strong>the</strong>m up.”<br />
Beall reacted instinctively in his electronic world<br />
tapping and looked for a positive connection.<br />
“No luck Cap; we are alone here. I now also<br />
show two recovery vehicles on <strong>the</strong>ir way, but