"Men, we have a mission to pull out two men whose bird went down. I don't need everyone - Peck, Ruez, Murdock, you're with me. Rest of you stand by in alert mode."
. . . . .
"Keep your heads down! The metal mosquitos are flying. Murdock! You spot them yet?"
"Roger that, Colonel. We have a little technical difficulty here though."
"Can you keep this bird in the air?"
"Can do, sir, but -"
"No buts! Get us to those men and then get us the hell out of here! Everything else, we worry about later."
"Yessir. Everybody hang onto your tail feathers!"
