I knew that our real registered position was known to the two Army batteries we’d used for fire, and Cowboy and Hobo had to have our position fairly well marked, but the jets coming in would not be quite so accurately informed. I was also concerned about the company’s position up across the drying river bed, as the fast airplanes would carry a lot of ordnance and probably drop it all on one run.

I reached for the AN 343 headset and called Cowboy’s A-1 Skyraider.

“Have you got an ETA?” I asked.