A Far Justice
““Bullet make big hole in engine. Water all run out. Sorry, Boss, no can fix.” Without a word, Jason walked to the rear of the truck where Toby was resting in the shade of a tarp they had rigged.“The truck’s kaput, and my friend, and you’ve got two nasty holes in your body. We need to get you to a doctor.”Toby managed a grimace. “I am a doctor. You’ve got me pretty well patched up, and I’m not too worried about the wound in my side. Didn’t hit anything vital. Left leg’s a problem. I don’t think ...I’ll be walking.”“Where’s the nearest town?” Jason asked.“Duk Faiwil, about ten miles south of here. It’s about halfway between the mission and Juba, 180 miles either way.”Jason thought for a few moments. “Paride, strip down all the weapons but the two MP5s, and bury the pieces. Hon, bring the horse over here.” While Hon rigged three packs, Jason tied the ends of two long poles to the saddle to make a travois. Then he lashed a litter across the back of the poles, creating an A-frame.MoreLess
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