Crow and The Wolf Pack had been in the field for nearly two months. The Wolf Pack"s disruption of Rebel troop movements had become a thorn in the side of The Army of the Valley led by Jubal Early. “Who the hell is this Captain Crow?” Early shouted, banging his desk with his clenched fist. “I have people out there who are hardly moving. How can… what, one hundred men, move about and not be seen by someone? Now I hear he"s burned one of our warehouses full of food and supplies. I don"t need to tell anyone here how important those supplies were to us.”
In the corner of the room, Lieutenant Colonel Gilroy, recently assigned to Early"s staff, stood up. “I know this Captain Crow,” he said to Early. “He has trained a troop of men in the Indian style of combat. Each man is a marksman with a rifle
