Shadows of War (38 page)

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Authors: Larry Bond

He lay twisted in the branches for several minutes, his wits scrambled.
“Lieutenant, are you all right?”
Sergeant Wu's voice roused him like the cold air the monks would let into the dormitories after taking the novices' sheets. Jing Yo pushed to get up.
“Careful, you're about two meters from the ground,” said Wu.
Jing Yo brought his feet down, gradually regaining his senses as he slithered through the leaves to the ground. He took a wobbly step, then stopped and forced a deep breath into his lungs.
“You okay, Lieutenant?”
Rather than answering, Jing Yo looked up. Only a third of the helicopter remained in the trees. The rest was a tangled mess, scattered in a haphazard circle around the area.
“There was a crewman,” said Jing Yo.
“They're all dead. Come on—our guys are on the road. Let's find who did this.”
Sergeant Wu led him back to the shoulder of the road, where the rest of the team had gathered, crouching in a defensive position. Jing Yo took out his satellite radio and gave it to Ai Gua.
“Find out what the situation is,” he told the private. “Get division to talk to the helicopters. Where is our enemy?”
“There are soldiers in the jungle near the hill,” Ai Gua said a few minutes later. “And near the trucks.”
“We take the trucks first,” said Jing Yo.
 
 
Disoriented and still weak,
Josh followed Mara out of the cave. She was a big woman, nearly as tall as he was, and dressed like a Chinese soldier. But what she'd said had to be true—if she was on the Chinese side she'd have killed him by now.
“My people are down by the road,” she told him, holding out her hand to stop him as he followed. “Wait.”
Josh heard the pop-pop-pop of automatic weapons as he squatted down. Little M
clung to his back, her body trembling.
“I'm Mara, by the way,” said the CIA officer, holding out her hand. “Mara Duncan.”
“Josh MacArthur.”
“Yeah, I know. You have video, right?”
A twinge of suspicion came back. He patted his pocket. “Yeah, I got it.”
“Who's the girl?”
“M
.”

Who
is she? Was she on the expedition?”
“No, she found me. She was tracking me through the woods, and then the Chinese soldiers grabbed her. They would have killed her.”
“You saved her?”
“Yeah, I saved her.” Josh felt his face flush. “I haven't eaten or slept that much in a couple of days. Otherwise I would have pounded your head into the ground. You're damn lucky.”
“Then you're lucky, too,” said Mara mildly. “But I don't know that we have much more luck than that.” She looked at the girl.
“Tên em là gì?”
“M
.”
“Mara.”
She held out her hand, but M
wouldn't take it.
“You have bullets in that gun?” she asked Josh.
“It's empty.”
Mara put her hand to her ear, cupping an earpiece for her radio.
“Right,” she told whoever was on the other end. Then she pulled a pistol from beneath her tac vest. “Take this. I hope you're a better shot in the daylight. Come on. We have to move.”
Josh scrambled to follow her as she ran down the trail. He felt angry—she was treating him like he was a jerk, or worse.
She stopped near the road, catching him as he ran up.
“Hold, hold,” she said. “Easy.”
He flicked her hand away and slid next to a tree, gun ready. When M
finally reached them, she threw herself over Josh's back as she had before. It felt somehow reassuring, though his ego was still deeply bruised.
“Our trucks are just up the road. My guys will drive down this way in a second,” added Mara. “Take the girl when they come. I'll cover you.”
As she said that, gunfire sounded up the road.
 
 
Jing Yo split his small squad in two,
sending Wu and three others across the road while he worked up the near side with the rest. They came under fire before they were in sight of the trucks, bullets splashing into the
macadam and the trees behind them. Chest pressed against the side of the road, Jing Yo caught a glimpse of someone retreating near the command vehicle. He wore black clothes—clearly not a Chinese soldier.
Jing Yo turned to Ai Gua. “Tell the helicopter to destroy the trucks. The troop truck first.”
 
 
Mara heard the truck rumbling
toward her and got ready to launch herself into the road. She glanced to the right, looking at Josh and the girl, M
. The girl was another complication, but it was very possible that she would be a valuable one—not only did they have an eyewitness and video footage of China's brutality, but they also had a victim. It would be a PR jackpot.
Assuming she got them back to the UN safe and sound.
Jimmy Choi and one of his men started laying covering fire from across the road. The bumper of the truck appeared as it rounded the bend.
“Let's go,” said Mara, starting into the road.
A helicopter's heavy rotor pounded the ground. Mara stopped and turned back, looking for Josh. He was still by the trees, picking up the girl.
“Come on!” yelled Mara. She stepped toward them. “Come on!”
Something flashed behind her. Mara felt herself thrown forward. Then everything went black.
TOKYO, JAPAN (World News Service)—Japanese conglomerate Stai-On today officially filed for bankruptcy protection.
“This move will allow us to reemerge as a stronger, though smaller company,” said Masura Takai, company spokesman. “We expect to continue operations through this difficult period.”
The chairman of the company was found dead in his Tokyo apartment last week. Police have not revealed the cause of death. Rumors continue to circulate that he committed suicide in the face of the company's financial crisis.
Stai-On, known for its exports of electronic consumer goods, has been in trouble since worldwide exports declined in 2009. Until then, Stai-On was the number one electronics exporter in Japan, besting the Sony Corporation by about $3 billion in exports annually.
Electronics purchases declined sharply in the U.S. beginning with the 2008-2009 recession. While sales were essentially flat in 2010 and 2011, an even sharper decline in 2012 drove many companies into financial disarray. Among the firms …
BUMBA, DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF CONGO, CENTRAL AFRICA (AP-Fox News)—Firefighters reported today that two wildfires previously thought
to have been brought under control have spread past firebreaks and are now racing toward the Congo River.
Approximately five thousand square kilometers of savannah and forest have been burned so far. Smoke from the fire now covers much of western Africa and is expected to linger in the atmosphere for several months.
Joseph Kituba, a local fire warden, said that the spread of the fires was fanned by unexpected winds that reached upwards of sixty kilometers per hour overnight.
“Under normal weather conditions, we would never see something like this,” said Kituba. “But the weather that we have had here the past few years has been anything but normal …”

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