Miles crawled as fast as he could manage in the rough ground all the way around the men shooting at him and got to the massive boulder he called Skull Rock without any bullets coming near him. They were still firing intermittently, but he didn't know at what. Without pausing for rest, he slipped inside the gaping mouth and retrieved the M-4 carbine he'd left there when he took the Barrett sniper rifle minutes earlier. He was almost out of ammo for the Barrett ... he had a half dozen full magazines for the M-4. Outside again, he moved purposefully in the direction of the shooting. Five minutes of slow stalking brought Miles close to the place where the six lay hidden, shooting at shadows in the gathering dusk. He got on his belly and began snaking his way through the field of boulders tow

