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 I make a HALO jump from 35,000 feet out of a Raptor, and the ground looks no different from the sky.  Above and below, there is only an endless expanse of black, dotted with tiny twinkles of light.  Gravity shows me which way is down, and I keep an eye on my altimeter as unseen Brazilian soil rushes up towards me.  I'd feel more comfortable about the whole thing if I could at least see the ground, but I dare not risk detection. I dive in alone, with no traditional weapons to speak of aside from my knife and wits.  I'm this country's worst nightmare, and I don't need guns or bombs.  My techn