Trevor learned a very long time ago, that it is best to get sleep whenever the opportunity arose. He slept on transport aircraft including that noisy C-130. Of course, you had to wear earplugs, but the drone of the engine aided in putting a man to sleep. The private aircraft the Ares crew flew in from Geneva to Algeria was much quieter than a C-130, but that droning sound was still effective.

Due to his experience with both the French and Arabic languages, Trevor was chosen to help buy equipment for the operation. Along with Hades and Hypnos, the trio located some inexpensive drones in a department store in Algiers. They were the type used by American teens for amusement or roofing contractors to view client’s rooves in order to get an impression of the work they were about to perform. Not extremely high-tech equipment but it would perform the mission monsieur Bakker intended for them.

The efforts to throw off any tails they may have picked up were necessary. He felt confident in the group for doing this. At least the leadership used a sensible plan. When they arrived at the garage, Trevor changed his clothing into the Algerian uniform. He loaded the two 30-round magazines. He placed one magazine in the AKM’s well and the other in a uniform pocket. He had brought along a black wool watch cap to wear under the helmet and at night when it got cold. This wasn’t his first tour of North Africa. He was familiar with the cool temps of night. The wool watch cap was key to making the trek bearable.

He rested some more as the others did and awoke at the set time with everyone else. He slung the Kalashnikov over his left shoulder, so it hung under his right arm. He holstered the Caracel into its holster and tucked the spare mag into an ammo pouch on his belt. Tucking the AKM behind him, he climbed into the back of the second vehicle ready for their trek through the desert.

When questioned about which direction they should go, he felt they should check out the villages around the Ahaggar National Park. It was actionable intelligence in the eyes of the Legion. These bedouins were never a threat to them, then, but they are now. It was at least worth checking out. If asked, Hector would reiterate his suggesting regarding the villages near the national park.

He kept his eye on the rear, through the back windows, just to see if he could track movement of anyone following them. Who knows, maybe the people they are trying to find were just as curious about them as they were about the two vehicles.