They slowly grew accustomed to the darkness and could see somewhat in the shadowy environment. Nobody spoke; communications were limited to pushing and pulling of shoulder straps. Even so, they could travel at a satisfactory pace. However, once they turned and entered into the triple canopy, they lost all vision again.
John mentally compared this hump to walking through a Halloween haunted house, where you felt your way along, waiting for something to jump out and surprise you. But getting surprised here could very likely result in death.
Once they reached their destination, the men stepped off the trail and into the thick underbrush. The first order of business was for the men to set out claymore mines covering the trail to their immediate front. Once in place, each member of the ambush
