Countdown: M Day
“Even nearly empty, there wasn’t a lot of asphalt left before its wheels lifted off.That was, of course, Chavez’s private plane, having come to deliver the great man for a tour of “the front,” and with room enough for a minimal entourage and, most importantly, a news team with video equipment. The fuel spent getting there was enough to allow it to leave again with those mostly walking wounded.Larralde looked down at the medal on his chest, just pinned there that afternoon.Sergeant Major Arrivill...aga sneered, then looked at his own new medal and sneered again. “That, and about twenty Bolivars might get us each a cup of decent coffee,” he said.“You sound bitter, Mao,” Larralde observed, carefully keeping his own bitterness out of his voice.“Bitter? Me? Bitter? Oh, I’m not bitter …I’m …” Mao went into a furious tirade. “Our armed forces has grand total of forty-three transport aircraft, some of them quite light. I can list them for you, since I’ve jumped most of them, at one time or another: Four C-130’s, one of them supporting the troops at Kaieteur Falls, two Shorts, ten Beechcraft, five of them Army, eight Israeli Arava, a dozen Polish Skytrucks, three Boeings, two of them only good for fuel, two Dessaults, one Fairchild and …and that!”MoreLess
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