Deja Vu...

Part Five

Four days later, Jace and Bear landed on spot six after another frustrating two and a half hours of boring holes over Zamboanga province in southern Mindanao. Jace groaned and said, “I’m tired of looking at nothing but jungle. I’m thinking of volunteering for the alert five just to get a break.”

Bear nodded as he stretched and winced. “My back is killing me. And I’ve got a headache from staring at the damned IR trying to pick fly shit out of the damned pepper out there. If it wasn’t for the glint tabs…” He shuddered. “I hate to think how many Marines we might have shot in that damned jungle!”