"Very good. The man said it had been overhauled recently, and I believe him. The tires are in good condition and there are two spares."
The truck was a typical Army vehicle with double rear wheels, both front and rear drive, and a winch on the front. The motor purred sweetly. Angel had apparently done well.
Nast asked, "Going to use both the truck and the plane? Or will you leave the plane at Baguio?"
"We're not sure," Rick said. "Depends on whether we find a landing place at Bontoc. Have you been there?"
"A few times. There are no decent fields. But you could land on the road. It's black top, and there are few power lines or phone lines. I think you can do it."
"Glad to hear that," Rick said, relieved. To Scotty and Angel he said, "We can go on back to the hotel and load the truck. We'll have to check the plane engine before take-off, anyway."
"Think the plane will be safe?" Scotty asked.
"Sure. We'll put it in the hangar and lock the door. I notice the airport guards go by pretty often, and besides, the plane has been all right so far."
"I guess you're right," Scotty agreed. "But let's put the alarm out, anyway."
The alarm was a very loud horn wired into a circuit which caused it to go off if the plane was so much as touched. Rick set it, then locked the door of the plane. Removing the key from the lock activated the circuit. Then they closed and locked the hangar door. The plane would be all right.