IT NEVER S N O W S IN SEPTEMBER

It was theirs for the taking. Only a degreeof re-grouping would be required. On thewestern horizon, however, came a familiarsound. A menacing whisper that graduallyrose to an unearthly droning noise. Specks

were just discernible, and the droningchanged pitch to an escalating roar as ever-more parachute transport aircraft hove intoview, decelerating as they descended todrop height. The second lift had arrived.

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