Brad Jacobs Box Set by Scott Conrad

Author:Scott Conrad [Conrad, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-14T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

PUSHING ON

Day 3 0830 hours AKDT

After Shooter had eaten and bid them farewell, the realization of their situation smacked Brad in the face. He was a confident and well-trained man, accustomed to dealing with whatever obstacles or enemies he encountered, but this was so far beyond the scope of his capability and that of his little team that he was staggered. He had entered his trusted friends into a game where the opposition had morphed from a dozen or so players into an army—a well-armed, organized army with experienced soldiers of its own.

He had read about Aryan Nations and other white-supremacist groups, just as he had read up on every radical militant group the media wrote about. Despite their nutcase cause, Aryan Nations was no collection of fly-by-night lunatics. Among their ranks could be found special operators and disenchanted military types, men and women who had a working knowledge of real combat, strategy, communications, demolitions, and a host of other skills required to become proficient in the arts of war.

He found himself suddenly and deeply concerned regarding the safety of his team. There was still no question that he would continue the rescue operation for Pete and Charlie. They were his responsibility, one his character would not permit him to shirk. The game had changed, though. He was facing a far larger and more capable force than he had imagined, and the team he had brought with him was only prepared for search and rescue. He wondered if he should send them home and continue alone.

No matter how it was handled, Brad could see only a thin sliver of possibility he might survive this mission, and the others, especially Jessica, hadn’t signed on for that. He pulled Ving aside to get some feedback from his trusted friend.

Ving had finished repacking the ahkio and was fastening the bindings on his snowshoes. Jessica, Tom, and Jared were laughing and joking quietly almost twenty-five feet away, kicking snow over the flames of the fire.

“You had any luck reaching the troopers with the radio?”

“Nope,” Ving responded sourly. “Still jammed.”

Now that he had a better idea of what they were facing, Brad was forced to agree with Ving’s assumption that electronic signal jamming countermeasures were being employed in this desolate but beautiful part of Alaska.

“We could certainly use their support right now,” Brad said, a worried look on his face. “The storm has passed and the weather is clearing up. They should be looking for us by now.”

“Yeah, they probably are, but we’re quite a ways from the ELT coordinates. They’ve got a hell of an area to cover and unless the trail miraculously remains up there on that windswept plateau, they ain’t gonna have any idea which way we’ve gone.”

“I agree, buddy. We need to back up and regroup, reconsider our plan of attack … if we even need one anymore.”

There was something Ving detected in Brad’s voice he’d never heard before, and they had waded through some seriously deep shit together many times in the past.

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