Seal Team - Miracle Now

Master Chief Elias Thorne wiped a mixture of mud and sweat from his eyes, his breathing heavy but controlled. His four-man element from SEAL Team 6 had been on the move for thirty-six hours. Their objective: a downed NGO plane carrying a surgeon who held the keys to a regional peace treaty.

"Doctor, we have to move now," Elias said, checking his watch. The extraction bird was ten mikes out, and a paramilitary hit squad was less than two kilometers behind them. "The LZ is a vertical climb. We can't carry the fuselage, and we can't perform surgery in the dirt." "Then he dies," she said. It wasn't a question. SEAL TEAM - Miracle

"I can’t let go," she rasped, her face ghost-white. "If I move, he’s gone in ninety seconds." Master Chief Elias Thorne wiped a mixture of