Covert Commando: A Sam Harper Military Thriller by Thomas Sewell

Author:Thomas Sewell [Sewell, Thomas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Sam Harper Military Thriller
Publisher: Catallaxy Media
Published: 2020-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty: Captive Reset

Larrikowal enjoyed a firefight. Had no problems with cover and move, shifting his aim despite adrenaline pounding in his ears, even focusing while under fire.

But helpless in a helicopter? Bounced back and forth as the pilot dodged missiles?

No control at all?

He squeezed his straps and prayed to Saint Lorenzo Ruiz, patron of the Filipino people, that they wouldn't break and cast him into the sea.

His stomach rumbled, but he kept the unfamiliar American food he'd eaten on the ship down.

Schnier sat there unmoved. Stared down at the white-topped waves blurring past.

The Americans flew helicopters much more than the SAF. Couldn't afford the repair bills.

Land rushed forward. A thin strip of beach met towering palms at the edge of the jungle.

Uninhabited. Undeveloped. Unlikely to be directly defended.

Schnier opened the side door. The door gunner opposite took his cue and did the same.

Before they'd even landed!

Two more missiles tore down from the mountain top, seeking their engines.

Saint Lorenzo, save us all!

This time, their pilot didn't dodge. Was he worried about the open doors?

The first missile, the closest, headed straight for them. Fire roared behind it.

Larrikowal listened for the chunk of flares ejecting. Nothing. Just the thump of the four-bladed main rotor.

Were they out of countermeasures?

Seconds from impact.

Larrikowal crossed himself.

The pilot pushed forward on the stick. Cut the power. The chopper dove toward the sand. He flattened into ground effect.

Touched down.

The missile stayed on target. Its aim remained true.

But in the sky, there are no obstacles.

A big broad palm tree exploded. Rained burnt coconuts.

Fiery fronds fell.

Larrikowal exhaled. The jungle was green. The fire would quench itself.

The second helicopter landed next to theirs. Schnier and his men leapt down to the beach.

The final missile passed overhead. Too high to impact anything.

Between the explosion and the jungle canopy blocking its view, lost its lock. Eventually reached the end of its range without re-acquiring anything.

Plunged into the sea.

He unhooked his harness. Followed the Americans down to the sand. Relaxed. Stepped over to Schnier.

"Easy enough, but I'll stay here. Wait for my force to arrive. The pair of patrol boats shouldn't be too long behind us."

Schnier nodded to acknowledge him. Carried on a quick chat with their command center back on the LCS.

"They can't have many more missiles. Already fired half a dozen. Convince him to authorize one more drone. Bad enough we have to climb through the jungle to attack without doing it completely blind."

The other rangers spread out with their weapons. Found positions of cover to watch the jungle and the sea.

Larrikowal tracked the exhaust trails of the missiles back to the mountain peak. They slowly drifted down, but would take a while to completely break up.

Until then, the missile tracks pointed the way to their primary enemy, so he tried to memorize exactly where they touched the mountain.

Revenge would be nice.

Schnier didn't sound happy. "Okay, if that's all he'll do, having one high up and just out of missile range on this side will at least cover our approach to the mountain.

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