Twelve U.S. Rangers… – News

Walker raised a fist.

The line froze instantly.

Ahead of him, First Lieutenant Evan Briggs crouched behind a low stone terrace and scanned the slope above through his optic. Briggs was twenty-six, smart, aggressive, still young enough to believe good planning could outrun bad luck if you pushed hard enough. Walker liked him for that even when it annoyed him.

Walker slid up beside him. “You feel it too?”

Briggs didn’t look away from the hill. “Yeah.”