"Hold your fire! Goddammit, hold your fire." The SEAL leader,
Lieutenant Devon Robbins, was pressing in his earpiece, incredulous at
what he was hearing. Around him the team was on the ground, in firing
position, keeping the terrorists up the hill pinned down. Next would
come the assault. "Roger, Alpha Leader, I copy. Does anybody know
what's going on with this whole fucked-up op? . . . I copy."