Hostile Fire by Keith Douglass

Author:Keith Douglass [Douglass, Keith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781101645062
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2004-05-04T04:00:00+00:00

19

Rafii kept his boot on the supervisor’s head, pressing the side of his face into the sand.

“Yes, I am with the Americans here to blow you apart, but I am also a Saudi Arabian. I know how pain feels, and I know how to inflict it in ways the Americans would never do. Do not think you can fool me. Now, I ask you once more. How many bombs did you build and where are they?”

Rafii took his foot off the prisoner’s head and he sat up warily. He looked closer at Rafii and nodded. “Yes, I can see you are one of us. So I will tell you. We built three bombs and one left the complex yesterday. I don’t know where they took it. The other two are still inside the wreck of our building.”

“Only three bombs?” Rafii asked.

“Yes, only three.”

Rafii shot the man in the right knee, shattering the bones, bringing wails of pain and fury from the supervisor. He sprawled on the dirt again, wailing and screaming. Rafii slapped him hard twice and the man stopped screaming. Tears streamed down his face. He held his knee with both hands, trying to stop the gush of blood that spurted out of arteries and pooled on the sandy soil.

Rafii knelt in front of him, the pistol aimed at the supervisor’s heart. “Now, big important man, how many bombs did you build and where are they?”

“Yes, yes, we built four, complete. Two more in early stages. Four are done. They took one away in a big tractor trailer truck yesterday morning.”

“Four bombs?”

“Yes, on the grave of my father, only four completed bombs.”

“One was smashed flat by the roof?”

“Yes, destroyed and leaking radiation.”

“Is it away from the other two bombs you’re trying to get out?”

“Yes, other end of the plant. No radiation around the two undamaged bombs.”

“Good, you did good. How many soldiers guarding the area?”

“Only thirty. Two truckloads left two days ago.”

“Good.” Rafii and the man had been speaking in Arabic. Murdock got most of it, but Rafii filled him in on the basics.

“So, the quicker we go in, the better,” Murdock said. “Lam, out two hundred yards and take a look at the place. We’ll be leaving shortly.”

Gypsy came up to Murdock. She held out her hand. “Give me your pistol. This evil one is of no more use to us. Right? You take no prisoners, right?”

Murdock nodded. He gave her his automatic. “Wait until we’re gone fifty yards, then catch up with us.”

He called the others around. “We’re going into the complex and Kat will destroy the two bombs left. Then we have to try to track that fourth one that is out there in the desert somewhere on a highway tractor truck. Let’s move. Squad order. Bravo first. Five yards separation. Go now.”

Gypsy waited behind as the others left; then she stood in front of the supervisor who had tied part of his shirt around his shot knee. He looked up, surprised to see her.

“Who are you?” he asked.

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