The Gates of Hell (Matt Drake Book 3) by Leadbeater David

Author:Leadbeater, David [Leadbeater, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Drake sat with his friends in one of the light Hawaiian Police Department helicopters and tried to clear his mind as they flew fast toward Claude’s ranch. The skies were littered with similar choppers and heavier, military ones. Hundreds of men were in the air. More were en route across land, traveling as fast as they could. A large part of the police and military had had to remain behind in Honolulu and the Waikiki area just in case the terrorist attacks actually materialized.

The Blood King was dividing their forces.

The satellite image showed a lot of movement at the ranch, but much of it was camouflaged so it was impossible to tell what was really going on.

Drake was determined to put his feelings for Kovalenko on hold. Gates had been right. The hostages and their safety were the crucial points here. Some of the most astonishing sights he would ever see opened up below and around him as they flew toward the North Shore, but Drake was using every last bit of his will to focus. He was the soldier he had once been.

He couldn’t be anything else.

To his left, Mai was talking briefly to her sister, Chika, double-checking her safety and sharing a few quiet words whilst they could. It was no secret that they could be starting an all-out war or heading into a prepared war-zone.

To Drake’s right, Alicia spent the time checking and re-checking her weapons and equipment. She had no need of explaining herself. Drake had no doubt she would extract her vengeance.

Hayden and Kinimaka sat opposite, constantly keying their throat mics and firing off or receiving updates and orders. The good news was that nothing had happened on Oahu or any other island. The bad news was the Blood King had had years to prepare for this. They had no clue as to what they were walking into.

Ben and Karin had been left back at HQ. Their orders were to wait for the asset’s email and then prepare for the somewhat terrifying eventuality that they might have to journey beneath Diamond Head and perhaps breach the Gates of Hell.

A tinny voice came over the choppers sound system. “Five minutes to target.”

Like it or not, Drake thought. We’re in it now.

The helicopter swept low over a deep valley, an incredible sight as it flew flanked by dozens of other choppers. This was the first wave, made up of Special-ops soldiers. Every other US military marque was ready to assist. Air force. Navy. Army.

The voice came once more. “Target.”

They rose as a unit.

*

Drake’s boots hit the soft grass and he was instantly under fire. He had been the next to last man out the door. The unlucky marine still repelling down took a full burst in the chest and died before he hit the ground.

Drake flattened himself. Bullets whizzed over his head. Dull impacts struck logs next to him. He fired a salvo. Men to either side of him crawled through the grass, using the natural undulating terrain as cover.

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