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Over Quang Tri, the fast FACs fly low enough to see the enemy, and low enough to be seen.
Captain Reid Fallon has joined the Wolfs, the Phantom crews who find targets at jet speed, mark them with smoke rockets and run the strike flights in. His jet, Forty-Seven, carries rockets, extra fuel and a laser illuminator, and his crew chief, Sergeant Tafoya, says she is tired. In the back seat Lieutenant Sonny Gaines works the binoculars, hums bass lines and sees the gun Fallon missed.
Major Đặng Hữu Tùng has learned how the Wolfs hunt. A night convoy burns like brush, its lights spaced too evenly to be trucks. Gun pits are empty by the time the bombs land. A young radio man listens to every American call. Then a laser bomb falls short near the Vietnamese Marines Fallon is there to protect, and Colonel Dahlgren grounds every Wolf laser until someone can say why.
