The New War (Executioner, Book 39)

The New War (Executioner, Book 39)

Don Pendleton

Language: English

Pages: 94

ISBN: 2:00224840

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The New War (Executioner, Book 39)

Don Pendleton

Language: English

Pages: 94

ISBN: 2:00224840

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Crazed Terrorists have America by the Jugular until Mack Bolan races to the attack

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torn from their shelters, sucked into the air and flung like tiny rag dolls to their deaths. The sound of the incessant wind was more than a howl, more than a scream. It was the banshee wail of Nature gone completely and totally insane. On the mainland, in the weather centers, watching the fury of the storm through the camera eyes in satellites high above the earth, meteorologists plotted its direction and speed, thankful that the freak power of the hurricane was headed south instead of north,

ring pulled. The truck was coming up on the long, barracks-type building, its wheels tearing up mud and dirt as he skidded it closer. He tromped on the brakes, slowing it, and then he was opposite a window, pitching the grenade into it and racing the deathwagon to get the hell away. Again the mental countdown. . . three! . . . Behind him an explosion blew the night wide open. Shards of tin razored through the air. The barracks came apart, chunks of it blowing skyward along with fragments of

grin. "I'll do my own shooting, baby," he retorted. "You just come along and keep your head down. Okay?" She hesitated and then nodded. Bolan climbed out of the truck into the light rain, the Stoner in his hand. In the truck behind him were the two Arab guards he'd killed earlier—and their AK-47s. The AKs might come in handy. He pulled them out and slung them over his shoulder. Soraya was standing in the rain, shivering. "Follow me," he snapped at her, and plunged ahead up the slope of the

isthmus. Here in the Panama Gulf, where the spinal mountains blocked the airflow, it was comparatively calm. It would be a roaring hell the minute Grimaldi crossed their crests on the way to pick up Mack Bolan. Grimaldi had picked up the VORTAC station on Taboga Island as soon as he'd taken off from Howard. He'd set up his nav equipment, feeding in the omni range frequency and the radial he'd selected, and flicked on the DME, which kept him constantly informed about his exact distance from the

answerable only to yourself—and to the world you cherish most highly. —John Phoenix (Mack Bolan from his journal Dedicated to Captain Richard Bakke, USAF Sergeant John Davis Harvey, USMC Corporal George N. Holmes, Jr., USMC Sergeant Dewey L. Johnson, USMC Captain Harold Lewis, USAF Sergeant Joel C. Mayo, USAF Captain Lynn D. McIntosh, USAF Captain Charles M. McMillan, USAF Eight brave American servicemen whogave their lives in Iran during the ill-fated attempt to free our 52

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