GhostWalkers 10 - Samurai Game

responded. “Valhalla, Reaper One. We are up and on the hunt. Reaper One out.”
    “Let’s recon,” Kadan said. “We’ll make a four-leaf clover pattern working counterclockwise. Be back here in fifteen minutes. If one of us doesn’t make it back in fifteen, the others will wait five. If they’re still not back and we can’t make radio contact, we’ll start looking for you. I have 03:30. Any questions?” When they all shook their heads, Kadan gave the go signal.
    The jungle was hot and oppressive. The forest was made up of several layers, trees bursting toward the sky—the emergent level—anywhere from seventy to two hundred and fifty feet high. The canopy was sixty to ninety feet above him. If necessary, Sam could go up and run along those twisted branches that formed a highway far above the forest floor. Most of the birds and wildlife resided in the canopy. Flowers wound their way up the tree trunks toward the light, and moss and lichen crawled up the bark and over branches as well. Great ropes of tough vines dropped like snakes fromabove and hung in tangled twists and turns of grooves and crevices and elaborate loops.
    A large snake wrapped around a branch above his head moved slightly to take a look at him. Monkeys clung to the branches and watched him in silence as he passed by. The air was heavy with moisture and rang with the steady drone of crickets and cicadas. Mosses and vines hung heavily over ribbons of water. Tangled ferns grew almost as tall as small trees, and on the floor thousands of insects moved rotting leaves and vegetation. The understory was an impenetrable, inky blackness. Tree frogs called to one another, hundreds of different sounds as various species vied for space on the airwaves.
    Sam mapped out his assigned area in his mind, keeping an eye on the time. He made it back to the designated spot to find Kadan emerging from tall ferns. Nico was already waiting, but there was no sign of Jonas.
    “There’s a slight depression about twenty meters to the southeast, but other than that, it’s all the same, trees, bugs, monkeys, and snakes,” Sam reported.
    “I’ve got the same shit,” Nico said.
    Kadan looked around him, clearly concerned that Jonas wasn’t there. “It’s the same to the north. There are a couple of small hills, that’s it. We’ll see what Jonas found and go from there, but from what I see on the map, I think that the depression would make a good hide site. We can use it for our patrol base. It’s 03:50.” He looked around again, and swore under his breath. “Where the hell is Jonas?”
    Sam’s heart dropped when only silence answered the question.
    “Jonas, Jonas, this is Bishop, you copy? Jonas, do you copy?” Kadan spoke into the com.
    This isn’t good
, Sam said, already starting to thread his way back through the jumble of downed trees and hanging vines. Anything could happen in that absolute darkness, surrounded by hostiles, and switching from speech to telepathy seemed a much better idea.
    We’d better start looking
, Nico agreed.
    You two move clockwise. I’ll go counterclockwise. Be back here in fifteen
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    Sam nodded.
Fifteen minutes, check
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    Jonas pushed his way out of the jungle. “Hey, where are you heading?”
    Kadan spun around, relief on his face.
What the fuck, Jonas. Where the hell have you been?
    We were about to go looking for you
, Sam said.
Your fucking radio broken?
    Jonas flashed a small self-deprecating grin.
Yeah, actually it is. I tripped on a tree root and broke the battery case. The batteries won’t stay in now. I can fix it once we get into a hide
.
    Kadan let out his breath.
Well, glad you’re good. I was afraid we’d have to hump your gear and your dead ass out of here
.
    Jonas indicated back into the jungle.
The creek that’s set as the meet point isn’t far from here. I set my claymores up in case we need to “pop smoke.”
    To pop smoke was to leave quickly, and given the circumstances, Sam was very much afraid that was exactly what they’d have to do.
    The claymores are set on the edges of the creek. The first two are about three meters this side of where we expect the face-to-face to be. They can be popped as the team moves. I’ve got the detonator on remote. If needed, there’s a second set ten meters farther, on a time delay. Stop, pull the ring, and haul ass
.
    Kadan flashed a small smile, the only indication that Jonas was forgiven for taking ten years off his life.
Okay. Good. Did you find an over