Spc. Jaime Adame carried the young girl across the airfield, her tiny, gauze-wrapped body cradled in a polyester blanket, his camouflage rippling in the winds of the waiting Blackhawk."What's wrong?" shouted Staff Sgt. Christopher Meece, the crew chief, above the roar of the helicopter as Adame handed him the child."Another one," he said grimly.