The sun had yet to rise, but first light revealed rolling hills and arroyos. Dirk Lange leaned over and told him they were called dongas in Zulu. Through the square window, Stone saw a dirt road undulating through tall brown grass and thorn bushes. Finally, the pilot used the road as a landing strip. When the plane hit the ground, it bounced once and then pitched forward to a stop. Outside the plane dust swirled from the rotating propellers. Across the aisle Colonel Frederick gave orders to the two CIA logistics officers sitting next to him. Stone signaled thumbs up to Sandra Harrington and Dirk Lange, who in turn released their seat harnesses. The tail door of the plane lowered and the two CIA officers, a man and a woman, jumped up, unstrapped the three miniature motorcycles, and wheeled them down the ramp. Stone and his two companions carried their gear off the plane while the pilot eased up on the throttle, which helped lessen the noise level.
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