Miller zipped the manual into his own ruck. He didn't understand all of it yet—the tables on intermodulation distortion or the pinout diagrams for the auxiliary port. But he understood the weight of it. Not the two pounds of paper, but the ten thousand hours of field tests, accidents, and corrections that had been distilled into those pages.
The radio operator, a young sergeant named Eva, slid the thick, water-resistant binder across the dirt floor of the patrol base. It landed with a soft thud against a rucksack. "The Bible," she said. "Don't lose it. And don't think you can memorize your way out of using it." an prc158 manual