Stony Man 37 - Triple Strike by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton [Pendleton, Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Action & Adventure, Men's Adventure, Adventure fiction, Mack (Fictitious character), Bolan
ISBN: 9780373619214
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1998-09-30T23:00:00+00:00

Stony Man Farm

AARON KURTZMAN'S voice broke in over Barbara Price's intercom. "Barb, Katz just called, and the air base in Aviano is being attacked." "I'm coming." On her quick trip down the hall, Price used her comm link to talk to the blacksuit on duty in the radio room. "Put a priority call through to Hal Brog- nola," she ordered. "Tell him that Aviano is under attack and I need him back here ASAP." "Will do, ma'am." Brognola was probably on the way to the airfield for the flight back to the Farm with the President's decision about the nerve-gas rockets as it was. But with this new escalation of the situation, they needed to talk immediately, and even encrypted radio didn't cut it. The computer room looked a little busier than usual. Hunt Wethers had a monitor screen showing a satellite view of the air base. Akira Tokaido looked like he was running radio intercepts of the traffic of the Aviano security forces, and Kurtzman had Katz's face on his screen. "...and so far," Katz spoke loudly to be heard

over the scream of sirens and rumble of explosions in the background, "we haven't taken any hits. I've got everyone else under cover and--" Just then there was a thunderous explosion that sounded close in the background. Katz looked as unflappable as ever as he turned away from the video pickup to see what the noise was. "We just took an RPG round in the chain-link fence," he said, "but it didn't penetrate. RPG screen works every time." Price leaned down so she could be seen by the video camera. "Katz," she said, "you'd better get your butt under cover, as well. I don't want to lose you and have to put the Ironman in charge over there. I'd never hear the end of it from Hal." Katz grinned. "He and Rosario are a little busy right now anyway. They're outside the perimeter try- ing to knock out a mortar." "Just get your butt under cover until it's over," Price snapped. "That's an order." "Yes, ma'am." Price's comm link beeped and she answered it. "Price." "Mr. Brognola's inbound," the blacksuit in the radio room stated. "Good. Tell him to come directly to the computer room."

Aviano Air Base, Italy

CAm~ LYONS DROVE tO within fifty yards of the mor- tar before the terrorists caught sight of the van. One

of the men handing annno tO the loader shouted a warning as he grabbed for the Beretta subgun slung over his shoulder. A long burst of 9 mm rounds cut across the front of the vehicle, smashing the head- lights, radiator and bodywork. "Hang on!" Lyons shouted as he hunched lower in the cab. Cranking the wheel hard over, he trod on the brakes to spin the van, sliding it broadside to the enemy fire. Killing the engine, he was out of his door before the vehicle stopped rolling, his man-killing Python filling his fist. His first two shots took out the thug with the subgun, and another two slugs scattered the rest of the crew.

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