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I
decided
to
keep
us
together
...
and
decided
,
too
,
that
none
of
us
would
be
captured
.
Not
by
Bugs
.
Far
better
a
nice
,
clean
real
estate
deal
...
and
with
that
decision
a
load
was
lifted
from
my
mind
and
I
was
no
longer
worried
.
I
peered
cautiously
into
the
intersection
,
looked
both
ways
.
No
Bugs
.
So
I
called
out
over
the
non-coms
'
circuit
:
"
Brumby
!
"
The
result
was
startling
.
You
hardly
hear
your
own
voice
when
using
suit
radio
,
as
you
are
shielded
from
your
output
.
But
here
,
underground
in
a
network
of
smooth
corridors
,
my
output
came
back
to
me
as
if
the
whole
complex
were
one
enormous
wave
guide
:
"
BRRRRUMMBY
!
"
My
ears
rang
with
it
.
And
then
rang
again
:
"
MR.
RRRICCCO
!
"
"
Not
so
loud
,
"
I
said
,
trying
to
talk
very
softly
myself
.
"
Where
are
you
?
"
Brumby
answered
,
not
quite
so
deafeningly
,
"
Sir
,
I
do
n't
know
.
We
're
lost
.
"
"
Well
,
take
it
easy
.
We
're
coming
to
get
you
.
You
ca
n't
be
far
away
.
Is
the
platoon
sergeant
with
you
?
"
