My buddies stuffed down a stinking hole in a bamboo cage. Deserted by the US government. No Rambo there to save them, just me. Heading toward the camp, I picked my way around the bamboo spikes Charlie had left sticking out of the ground along the trail. They smothered these shoots in cow shit.
Infection takes hold quickly in the jungle.
Donner was foaming at the mouth, screaming something about betrayal and mercy. I almost shed a tear when I had to shoot him. When I got to the camp, I found the others waiting for me. I had to get out of there before the whole thing went up in smoke. Then Rudy was to go around the perimeter and shine that damn red light around, diverting their attention from our mad dash to the pits.