Only then did he take time to call in another terse report on the situation. He decided not to mention the mysterious walkers they’d seen. In fact, he figured he’d try to retrace their route and see if they could spot the bunch again as he headed back to reload and go a second run.
Might as well make young Contreras’ day for him.
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Daz sucked in a breath as the plane nosed over the ridgeline with a hundred feet or so to spare. Talk about pucker power. For a few seconds, he would have sworn they were going to nose right into the cliffs along the rim of the canyon. No question, Darby knew how to fly this bird.
He listened as the pilot called in the coordinates of the fire and said he’d make a second run on it as soon as he could. Darby mentioned it would be a long hike for a ground crew and there were no roads to bring trucks anywhere close. A chopper might be able to drop in with a small bulldozer, although that would be a tricky maneuver at best.