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Andi was the first to notice the loud roar coming up the valley.
She supposed that after a dozen years flying rotorcraft, it was built into her bloodstream.
Miranda looked up at her.
Andi tipped her head to the southeast, then Miranda nodded. Not only had she heard it, but she too had identified it. Andi had been on this team for just a month but it kept right on getting better.
Another Chinook. Probably out of Joint Base Lewis-McChord, which lay just eighty miles away. Perhaps come to help with the firefight.
What she hadn’t expected was an all black Chinook with a refueling probe sticking forward, low on the fuselage.
The Night Stalkers.
Her old regiment had sent one of their highly modified MH-47Gs. They couldn’t be here to fight the fire. And there were no clearings in the b
