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@@@@@ ?It is,? confirmed the first commando?The help still use it to go down to the water on their off times ?How long is it?? ?Thirty-five, forty metersIt leads to an incline where steps have been cut out of the rocks that take one down to the beach ?Which of you is faster?? asked Bourne, reaching into his pocket and taking out the reel of fishing line ?I am!? ?I choose you,? said Jason, nodding his head at the shorter first guard, handing him the reel?Go down on the border of that path and wherever you can, string this line across it, tying it to limbs or trunks or the strongest branches you can findYou mustn?t be seen, so be alert, see in the dark ?Is no problem, mon!? ?Have you got a knife?? ?Do I have eyes?? ?GoodHurry!? The guard scrambled away along the vine-tangled precipice and disappeared into the dense foliage beyondThe second Royal Commando spoke?In truth, sir, I am much faster, for my legs are much longer ?Which is why I chose him and I suspect you know itLong legs are no advantage here, only an impediment, which I happen to knowAlso, he?s much shorter and less likely to be spotted ?The smaller ones always get the better assignmentsThey parade us up front and put us in boxing rings with rules we don?t understand, but the small soldiers get the plumbies ? ?Plumbies?? The better jobs?? ?Yes, sir ?The most dangerous jobs?? ?Yes, mon!? ?Live with it, big fella ?What do we do now, sir?? Bourne looked above at the wall and the soft wash of colored lights?It?s called the waiting game?no love songs implied, only the hatred that comes from wanting to live when others want to kill youThere?s nothing quite like it because you can?t do anythingAll you can do is think about what the enemy may or may not be doing, and whether he?s thought of something you haven?t consideredAs somebody once said, I?d rather be in Philadelphia ?Where, mon?? ?Noth