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area after a halt sign has been given. Gene will take up the left flank. Alex will take up the right flank. We will send Brian across. He will search up to fifteen meters on the other side of the danger area, whether it be the river or an open area.”
    Scary, Gene knew from experience. Damned scary. He looked at Brian. The expression on his face didn’t change.
    “Brian will come back out, and if it’s all clear, will give the come-forward sign. I’ll go over. Once I’m halfway across, Roland starts across. Then I want Cruz to come across, and then Doc will come. Once you, Doc and Cruz, are across, you will pick up our left and right flanks to protect Alex’s and Gene’s crossing. We’ll stay in that position for about five minutes; stop, look, listen, to see if anyone detected our crossing of the danger area. This order will be consistent—SOP—throughout this operation.
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Actions on enemy contact:
The squad is broken down into two sections, if need be, for fire and maneuver.”
    Maneuver, Gene noted. His section.
    “The first element will consist of Brian, myself, and the radioman, Roland. The second element will be Gene, Alex, Cruz, and Doc. We want to avoid contact if at all possible, but if we have to engage in combat, we will use fire and maneuver, in which we’ll all bring fire to bear on the enemy to gain fire superiority. Once fire superiority is achieved, the first element will move in a direction given at that time, ten to fifteen yards back, while the second element maintains fire superiority. Once we have moved back ten to fifteen yards, we will pick up fire and Gene will move his element back ten to fifteen yards beyond our position.
    “If need be, we will set up our claymores.”
    Gene’s fingers tightened on the 60. The whole world would be coming after them, all right.
    “We have our 40 Mike-Mike and grenades to help break contact as well. If we all maintain our personal discipline throughout our patrol, we should be able to avoid any contact.”
    Personal discipline, Gene thought. The bottom line of training. If you’re shot, make no sound, die silent. If you’re terrified, do your job, stay silent. Controlled breathing, controlled thoughts, controlled emotion. Do it, make no sound, execute the plan, become a machine to keep yourself and the other SEALs alive and achieve the mission objective.
    “If a secondary target should arise, we will take the same actions as at the danger area, bringing up Gene and Alex to the flanks of the objective, and eliminate the secondary target. Silently, if possible. If this cannot be done silently, we will avoid the contact. The elimination of the ninety officers, and the abduction of one, is of high priority.”
    Very high priority, Gene thought. Good officers were damned hard to replace, that level of intelligence hard to get. He shifted on the hard metal chair. His bandoliered ammo was uncomfortable to lean against over a long period.
    “If we encounter any patrol as we draw near the objective, I will signal by putting both hands out from my sides, waving you into the jungle, on line, as you are, allowing the enemy patrol to pass. We will not take them under fire unless we’ve been compromised. If we are compromised at any time on this operation, prior to getting to our objective, we will abort the mission.”
    Jim continued to pace. “If we make contact on either flank, use fire and maneuver. If we make contact head-on, use the Australian peel-off: Point will open up, fully automatic. Once his rounds are out, he runs down the side of the patrol and the next man opens up, fully automatic, straight in front. The point man goes to the rear of the patrol as I open up. When my magazine is empty, the next man opens up, fully automatic, then he goes to the back of the patrol. So it keeps leapfrogging backward in line. While everyone else is firing, the man at the end of the line is reloading his weapon.”
    Gene grinned. Shit-hot, that tactic.
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