Still, I kept a sharp ear out for the sounds of approaching aircraft. I’d already prepared the girls on what to do if I heard one. On either side of the road was open desert with large tracts of barren desert between occasional outcroppings of rock. If I gave the word, we were going to do our best to burrow into the sand, hoping it would block enough of our heat signature from Russian thermal imaging that we would be overlooked. It was a desperate measure, and probably wouldn’t work, but it was all I had. It was still dark, which was a good thing. Even though it was well into fall, it could still get very warm in the Arizona deserts. We didn’t have any water or food, or much of anything for that matter. Our packs had been in the Humvees, along with all of our provisions and medical supplies. And spare ammo, which was another concern. After the battle with the females, I was down to two full magazines and a partial. Rachel had less than two, and Tiffany only had ten rounds total. We weren’t in good shape if we had to fight.
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