The jaguar knight team leader untied DC. ‘You were right,’ he said.
DC flexed his hands, the blood flow making his fingertips sting. He peered through the control tower windows. The airport was dotted with holes from the bombs. With their onboard GPS and laser-guided computers deactivated, they’d failed to reach their assigned targets and instead had landed randomly. DC was relieved since one of the targets would have been the control tower.
‘What do we do now?’ the team leader said.
DC grinned. ‘I thought I wasn’t part of your team any more.’
‘Yeah, we won’t be making that mistake again.’
The knight handed DC back his tachi sword and pistol. He took the sword and shoved the pistol in his waistband, then reached for his daypack and plucked out his shielded radio.
‘This is DC,’ he sai
