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"
First
Platoon
Blackguards
--
ground
and
freeze
!
"
It
speaks
well
for
Lieutenant
Silva
that
all
I
heard
was
a
double
echo
of
my
order
,
as
it
was
repeated
down
to
squad
.
I
said
,
"
Major
,
can
I
let
them
move
around
on
the
ground
?
"
"
No
.
And
shut
up
.
"
Presently
the
senser
got
back
in
the
car
,
put
his
mask
on
.
There
was
n't
room
for
me
,
but
I
was
allowed
--
ordered
,
really
--
to
grab
on
and
be
towed
;
we
shifted
a
couple
of
miles
.
Again
the
senser
took
off
his
mask
and
walked
around
.
This
time
he
spoke
to
one
of
the
other
combat
engineers
,
who
kept
nodding
and
sketching
on
a
pad
.
The
special-mission
unit
landed
about
a
dozen
times
in
my
area
,
each
time
going
through
the
same
apparently
pointless
routine
;
then
they
moved
on
into
the
Fifth
Regiment
's
grid
.
Just
before
they
left
,
the
officer
who
had
been
sketching
pulled
a
sheet
out
of
the
bottom
of
his
sketch
box
and
handed
it
to
me
.
"
Here
's
your
sub
map
.
The
wide
red
band
is
the
only
Bug
boulevard
in
your
area
.
It
is
nearly
a
thousand
feet
down
where
it
enters
but
it
climbs
steadily
toward
your
left
rear
and
leaves
at
about
minus
four
hundred
fifty
.
The
light
blue
net-work
joining
it
is
a
big
Bug
colony
;
the
only
places
where
it
comes
within
a
hundred
feet
of
the
surface
I
have
marked
.
You
might
put
some
listeners
there
until
we
can
get
over
here
and
handle
it
.
"
I
stared
at
it
.
"
Is
this
map
reliable
?
"
The
engineer
officer
glanced
at
the
senser
,
then
said
very
quietly
to
me
,
"
Of
course
it
is
,
you
idiot
!
What
are
you
trying
to
do
?
Upset
him
?
"
They
left
while
I
was
studying
it
.
The
artist-engineer
had
done
double
sketching
and
the
box
had
combined
them
into
a
stereo
picture
of
the
first
thousand
feet
under
the
surface
.
I
was
so
bemused
by
it
that
I
had
to
be
reminded
to
take
the
platoon
out
of
"
freeze
"
--
then
I
withdrew
the
ground
listeners
from
the
crater
,
pulled
two
men
from
each
squad
and
gave
them
bearings
from
that
infernal
map
to
have
them
listen
along
the
Bug
highway
and
over
the
town
.
I
reported
it
to
Blackie
.
He
cut
me
off
as
I
started
to
describe
the
Bug
tunnels
by
co-ordinates
.
"
Major
Landry
relayed
a
facsimile
to
me
.
Just
give
me
co-ordinates
of
your
listening
posts
.
"
