"THEY'RE ALL MARCHING."

Derick pocketed his radio, producing a pair of binoculars from his pack. Taps was already at work assembling their rocket launcher, which was little more than a few conjoined cylinders and a detachable scope.

"All the other rocket teams are in position," Derick said. "Waiting on the order to fire. Lock a target as soon as you're ready."

"Roger that," Taps said. He locked the launcher's two cylinders together and quickly loaded a rocket ...