Chapter 12JAGO, WHOSE FLYING SKILLS were minimal at best, felt fortunate to have autorotated the helicopter to a small clearing in the jungle. After shredding some leaves and branches, it hit with a bang. He couldn’t tell at first if anything was seriously damaged. The struts were bent. Then, he saw the tail rotor damage. A dead bird that will decay in the jungle, he thought.
He searched the fuselage until he discovered the emergency locator transmitter and disconnected it. Still, someone might have picked up the ELT signal. They walked rapidly through as many vines and branches as they could before joining a small overgrown trail along the river.
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The general’s thoughts turned to Vice President Davis’ request for Colonel Johnson to find and retrieve the president’s missing daughter.
