“GreenMan wants us moving,” Brooks stopped the questioning. “He wants us to blow it.”
“No way,” Egan shouted.
“Ya caint blow mah hole,” Whiteboy protested.
“We gotta dig it out,” Egan said. “Send three of us down to dig a room before the bomb. Then we can dig the bomb out.”
“Ah couldint fit in thaht hole,” Whiteboy lamented. “If Ah could Ah’d go down there with ya, Eg.”
El Paso took the hook back from Brooks. He radioed GreenMan’s RTO and explained the situation and said they had three volunteers to go back down. He explained what they wanted to do and what they believed, speculated, the tunnel would lead to. Brooks took the hook and talked to GreenMan again. He asked for a day. Denied. Six hours. Denied. Two hours. Denied.
“Aw, they stickin it to us ah-gain,” Whiteboy grumbled walki
