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that was once issued in the American army centuries ago, and they did not use yeast or salt. Most softened the crackers by first soaking them in meat broth or tea, which made them much easier to eat. On this night, he'd have no fire, thus no tea or broth, so he bit small chunks of cracker off and scanned the countryside out of habit. He was in no hurry and would stay awake until he grew tired, then he'd take a short nap.
    It was just a few minutes later when he heard a voice, “Stop, I smell something.”
    He grew tense, spat his cracker from his mouth, and made an arrow ready. The voice was close, sounding like it came from the trail, so it was likely the Eagle People checking their back trail.
    “I smell nothing.” a second voice said from the light rain.
    “It might be my imagination, but I smelled beef.”
    A laugh sounded and then the second voice replied, “You're hungry, Lee, let us return. We have covered three miles and no one is behind us. I'm sure the man that escaped returned to his people.”
    “I think you are right. Wait, I smell something again.”
    “I smell it, too. It is coming from the east.”
    Then, all talking ceased.
    A knot formed in Calvin's stomach, because he knew they were coming for him. He wasn't scared of any man in an open battle, but at night, when he couldn't see, he grew frightened. From what direction would they come? I heard two voices, but that doesn't mean only two men at looking for me, he thought.
    From behind him he heard a noise and when he glanced in that direction, a murky silhouette was running for him, a long knife in his right hand. Pulling back his bowstring, Calvin released it, heard his target scream and then watched as the man fell kicking and jerking.  
    Another sound was heard in front of him. He turned but was too late, and he collided with a warrior. They struck the ground, where Calvin grabbed the man's right hand, which held a war ax, and around and around they rolled in the mud. Finally, he managed to buck the man from him, so he stood, pulled his knife and prepared for battle.
    There must have only been two, or I'd be either dead or a captive by now, he thought, and then concentrated on the warrior of the Eagle People in front of him. The warrior swung his war ax, and Calvin knew he had to avoid the big edged tool or he'd start losing body parts. Unlike a knife, an ax caused major damage when it struck home.
    The Wolf warrior ducked under the blade and came up inside the swing. His knife blade struck two times and the man with the ax grunted as blood began to flow down his right arm. He dropped the heavy ax and pulled his skinning knife. The knife design was similar to an old Bowie knife, and razor sharp.
    “You will die now, Eagle warrior!” Calvin said, his tone venomous.
    “I think it is you who will die, Wolf warrior, and not I.”
    Calvin made a wild leap and felt his knife enter the warrior's thigh, which brought a loud scream, and then the Wolf warrior felt a blade knife enter his side. He fell to the dirt, unable to lift his right arm and his knife landed in the mud, near his foot. He screamed in pain and his world slowly faded from gray to black. Calvin knew no more.

Chapter 3
    AMON STOOD OVER THE FALLEN form in the mud and knew he should simply cut the unconscious man's throat, but then had second thoughts. He may know something about the guns, and we need what he knows. I will return him to Mongoose and let her do with him as she wishes, he thought as he placed a hand on his bleeding thigh.   I need to dress my wound and his, or we'll both bleed to death before we get back, he thought, as blood seeped between his fingers.
    After wrapping his injury, he went to Lee and found the man dead. The arrow had struck him in the center of the chest and in the lungs. He then returned to Calvin and bound his injury well, and tied his hands behind his back. Amon then took a horse and placed Lee belly down on the animal and secured him in place. Less than