you take a few steps together and then jog carefully out from under the rotors and you can see the other helo circling over head and then the rotor blast hits you and you both crouch down in the tall grass and wait there while the shadow of the 46 flows over you and then it is gone , a black dot growing smaller in the sky and you and mr. holden stand up a little , you with your m-16 in your hands awkward and heavy and it is quiet and you can hear a iraqi bird singing somewhere and you look at mr. holden and he looks at you and you say where to sir and he says ive havent the faintest fucking clue .