Cartel Clash by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2010-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Bolan sat in the shadows, concealed by dry, dusty scrub oak, scanning the layout of Marshal Dembrow’s home base through binoculars. The generously proportioned ranch-style split-level structure was situated about twenty-five miles from Cooter’s Crossing, isolated in open country. An amalgam of natural stone and timber blended to form a large house that extended into the surrounding garden, with wide lawns and an even wider patio area. There was an eight-car garage and, beyond the rear of the house itself, a helicopter landing pad. An annex built on the north side of the main house had a cluster of aerials and a rotating radar scanner rising from the roof. The house sat on a parcel of land that stood higher than the surrounding terrain. Bolan imagined that had been a deliberate move during the planning stage.

A number of vehicles were parked at the front of the house, and Bolan saw armed men around the entire perimeter.

It was almost dark. Bolan had reached his current location a couple of hours ago, having parked his newly acquired transport in a dry wash a couple of miles to the south, well away from the approach road. He had suited up with weapons and a large backpack holding additional armament.

The package he had received from Stony Man Farm held some heavy ordnance Bolan had requested in order to back up his standard weapons. He had worked out what he required, doubling up on his request for the follow-up to his hit against Dembrow. The matter of Benito Rojas still had to be resolved, and Bolan wouldn’t be waiting around for a second delivery.

His grab bag contained a half-dozen LAWs, incendiary grenades, HE grenades for the M-16/M-203 combo he had asked for, and the Desert Eagle on his hip. His Tanto knife was sheathed on his left side, and his Beretta 93-R was in its customary place in his shoulder leather.

Bolan had met the light aircraft bringing in his ordnance at a civilian airfield a two-hour ride from Cooter’s Crossing. He had been waiting when the pilot had rolled the Cessna twin-engine to the standing area.

Bud Casper—a backup pilot originally brought in by Grimaldi for an earlier Executioner mission—owned his own small charter business. Casper had almost died at the end of his first mission with Bolan, but the experience had done nothing to curb his need for action. Casper’s aircraft had been totaled at the end of that mission, and Stony Man Farm had replaced it. The tall, lean former Air Force fighter pilot had assisted Bolan on another mission, and had responded positively when asked to fly in some ordnance for Bolan. Jack Grimaldi had been away from the Farm on another mission, so Bolan had no hesitation asking for Casper. He had complete confidence in the man’s abilities and his judgment when it came to keeping his mouth shut.

Casper helped Bolan transfer the package to the 4x4.

“Bud, we need to talk,” Bolan said.

“Sounds ominous.”

In the small café attached to the airfield, Casper

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