Chapter 60 Mopping Up Whoever it was must be just below my field of view, as I couldn't see anything. I took a count, and figured at least five men were out of action, but not knowing how many were actually down there, I didn't dare move. About forty-five minutes later, I heard shooting down in front of me, and by God, if it didn't sound like AK fire, switching to my binoculars, I kept them trained on the distant woods. Several minutes passed then I heard three shots in quick succession, I then spotted a small white flag waving from behind a tree, then an AK 47 appeared being shaken by someone hidden behind a tree. It had to be Mark, so I fired three shots myself acknowledging that I had heard. I returned to my binoculars, and watched as Mark cautiously stepped out from the tree. I immed

