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passed out.
                  Gus looked at Roger and told John, “That’s one lucky SOB; if you weren’t here; I would have let him drown.”
                  John turned towards Gus and stared him down, “Gus, shame on you. You are the one who has been after me for years to be more religious and caring of my fellow man.”
                  At that point Scott joined in with the following observation, “Whatever happened they don’t like him any more than us. They were either trying to kill us or him.”
                  Scott gently kicked Roger in the ribs until he woke up. Then he asked him, “What was in those boxes? Don’t lie, we saw some drugs.”
                  Gus said, “What drugs?”
                  Scott answered, “Gus, Roger dropped a box and bundles of drugs fell out. We were going to tell you after Roger let us out.”
                  John pointed the gun at Roger’s head and said, “You have one chance to tell the truth and live.”
                  Roger told them that he thought that it was a drug smuggling operation and then was vague on detail. He tried to make them believe that the GAO paid him well and he did not ask questions.
                  They then turned their attention to their wounds. Roger had the worst of it with a deep gouge in his right shoulder; Scott spread something from the FA kit on it and bandaged it with some gauze and a stretch bandage from the FA kit.
                  John made Steve pull his pants down and they saw a puncture wound in his right cheek. John poked at it with the end of a pair of scissors to see if anything was still stuck in there and Steve jumped as though he had been shot.
                  “Quit acting like a kid and take it like a man, you wuss,” John told him.
                  Scott also spread some of the same gook on the wound and applied a large Band-Aid.
                  Scott said, “Steve I think you’ll live, but it only missed your balls by an inch or two. The ladies would have been very sad back home.”
                  The rest of them just needed a few Band-Aids and were okay.
                  John told Jim and Scott to go back to the plane and try to dive down and get some of the gear. They swam out and dove down to the plane. Scott brought some gear to the shore while Jim continued to dive. They had only gotten John’s Bug Out Bag, a black powder rifle and some assorted gear. The plane had rolled over and was blocking the hatch to the hold.
    Gus spread out all the gear that they were able to salvage. They found:
    a 9mm Berretta,
    a 9mm KEL-TEC,
    a .22 Ruger with ammo,
    a .22 Ruger MK1 and 500 hollow point rounds,
    a black powder 50 cal. Hawken rifle,
    a compass,
    field glasses,
    a bag of candy,
    one pint of black powder,
    a seven inch hunting knife
    four pocket knives,
    about 30 feet of nylon rope,
    a first aid kit,
    several cans of tuna,
    two jars of peanut, butter. 
    the rest of the contents of John’s Bug Out Bag.
    magnesium fire starter
    thermal blankets
    one flare gun with three flares
    five chocolate bars
    their Concealed Carry weapons, 5- .380s with 10 – 6 round magazines.
     
                  Gus laughed and said, “It’s not much, but we can shoot some game, cook it and keep warm. It could be a lot worse.”
                  John replied, “It would be nice if we had some bullets for the Hawking.”
                  Jim said, “Sorry, I could not find any.”
                  Roger stood up behind them and blurted out, “We had better get off the shore and into the woods before they spot us.
                  Gus heard him and quickly turned and aimed the 9mm at him.