

General Young's staff car pulled up so that he could deliver the news as well. Kelly waited by the chopper while Maxwell went over to Captain Albie.
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Well, he told himself, I know how to do that. It was a struggle not to react, but now that Henderson was indeed swallowing the hook, he had to set it firmly.ĭespite the expectation and enthusiasm, Kelly felt the usual chill. 'Gary, we're going to need that transport we talked about.' It was his personal touchstone to his profession. 'Thank you, James.' Dutch Maxwell turned in his swivel chair and looked at the side panel affixed to his wall, blue aluminium from his F6F Hellcat fighter, with its even rows of red-and-white painted flags, each denoting a victim of his skill. The Old Man had a spring in his step like the chief's daughter heading out for a date. He didn't know what it was all about, but he knew it was about something. 'Aye.' The senior chief dropped the car into gear and headed for the river. He knew the purpose and the message of the visit before anyone had a chance to speak. Kelly, by chance, was the first one there. Kelly was just approaching the site's LZ when a blue Navy helo landed and Admiral Maxwell emerged. He found the Marines training in small groups, miming the use of their weapons while Captain Albie consulted with the four helicopter crews. He stood erect and headed down the hill, surrendering to his instincts. 'Make signal to Admiral Podulski on Constellation: Olive Green.'
