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CHAPTER 16: 14 AUGUST 1970-2
Very carefully Egan brushed the night’s dirt from his fatigues and poncho liner. He folded the liner and placed it in his ruck. Then he brushed his teeth. He used no water, simply allowing toothpaste and saliva to foam. He ejected a white stream of foam into a tiny hole and he covered the hole with dirt. Then he sucked the remaining foam from the bristles and swallowed. He carefully replaced the brush in a plastic carrying case, placed the case in a sock and placed the sock in the ammo can at the base of his rucksack. In the sock the case could not rattle against the inside of the ammo can. Egan checked his ruck carefully again for loose items. He tightened this, adjusted that. He checked his canteens. One was two-thirds full. He took a drink and passed it to Cherry who was also packing up
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