Tactical Strike by Kaylea Cross

Author:Kaylea Cross [Cross, Kaylea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction, Suspense, General
ISBN: 9781426895180
Google: I2vqE5Rsu3IC
Amazon: B00APEXMKQ
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-03-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Weapon raised, stock butted against his right shoulder, Ryan swept past Candace and the others as he returned fire on the fuckers on the other side of the runway. His NGVs lit up his targets in green, while the enemy was forced to shoot blind. In some ways that made them even more dangerous.

Two men sprung up behind a group of boulders. He swung the barrel of his rifle around and fired. They crumpled to the ground and didn’t move, though he couldn’t be sure if they were dead. He kept them in his sights as he started forward again.

Baker, one of the team’s engineering sergeants, came up on his right and fired a double tap. “Tango down.”

Ryan did a quick scan of the area. “Clear.” For now, anyway. With no eyes above them at the moment and no reports from the Afghan soldiers in the vicinity, he had no way of knowing how many of the enemy were still out there.

The cold had long since seeped through his gloves, making his fingers stiff. He looked out at the Spooky, lying there like a giant beached whale in the middle of the runway. “Ready?” he said to Baker.

“Yeah.”

“Let’s go.” They had a plane to blow up.

With Baker covering his back, Ryan sprinted for the wreck. The wind was picking up now, the gusts closer together, making it harder to listen for danger. Reaching the rear of the aircraft without further enemy contact, Ryan pulled out a frag grenade from his web gear. As an engineering sergeant Baker was a demo expert, but Ryan’s training made him able to hold his own. Shame they didn’t have time to rig the whole aircraft and do a proper sanitization of the scene. Grenades would have to do until he could call in an air strike.

Baker slung his rifle and took two grenades from his gear.

“Phosphorus?”

“Yeah. Should do the trick for now. I’ll get the flight deck.” Baker hurried forward to the base of the steps leading to the cockpit, pulled the pin, tossed it and ran back. “Fire in the hole.”

They both crouched down behind the tail ramp. Seconds later the grenade exploded, the phosphorus burning hot enough to melt through the controls and equipment up front.

Ryan rose and stepped up onto the end of the tail ramp. “You do the electronics bank and I’ll do the weapons systems. On three.” He pulled the pin from his grenade while Baker did the same to his, and gave the countdown. “Three.” Together they lobbed their weapons into the belly of the aircraft, then hauled ass to a safe position. The grenades detonated with a fairly decent thump, and Ryan stole a quick glance over his shoulder to verify the damage. Already flames licked from the windows of the cockpit, and smoke roiled from the open tail ramp.

No insurgents were getting in there anytime soon. Everything inside was on fire and hopefully full of enough holes to make everything useless.

“Let’s move out before we draw a crowd,” Ryan said, pushing to his feet and getting into the ready position.

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