"Alpha Leader, this is SEAL One. I think we've spotted some hostiles."
With a smile, Nichols clicked his radio to transmit. He was in the lead
Huey, now hovering slightly more than a kilometer away from the
shoreline of Andikythera.
"I copy, SEAL One. What's your status?"
"We're ready to get acquainted. Are you synchronized?"
"Roger," Nichols's terse voice replied back. "I want all hell to break
loose. And any bad guys you can pin down or neutralize will be much
appreciated. We insert in ninety seconds."
"We roger that, Alpha Leader. SEAL One team on full auto."
Nichols turned to his pilot, Manny Jackson. "Okay, it's a go. I want us
on the ground in nine-zero seconds."