Toxic Terrain by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2011-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Bolan knew Kemp’s plan was a long shot at best, but he couldn’t think of a better one. They’d crept along the edge of the wooded draw and hid behind an outcropping where the ravine gave way to the meadow. The large rocks provided cover from the sniper, or snipers, in the trees on the other side of the meadow, but their position could quickly become as much of a trap as a refuge. Bolan chanced a peek through the ATN scope and made out the edges of a heat signature among what had to have been juniper trees.

As he looked at the figure on the other side of the creek bed, trying to estimate the distance, Bolan saw a bright flare from the heat signature across the meadow. Before he heard the report, he saw sod fly up where the bullet hit the ground several feet in front of their position. The sniper had seen his heat signature through his identical scope and had taken a shot at Bolan, forcing the soldier to take cover behind the rocks. Judging from the amount of bullet drop, Bolan estimated that the sniper was at least four hundred yards away from their position, though probably closer to five hundred yards. It would be difficult for the sniper to get a fix on Bolan and Kemp’s position, but not impossible, and given that the sniper had a better estimate of the distance between them, he would be able to get an accurate shot at them before Bolan could get an accurate shot at him.

The cattle had been closing in on the meadow in front of the wooded draw. When the sniper fired, he’d startled the animals, but the report of the round hadn’t been loud enough to scatter the herd, as had happened when Bolan had fought with Kolodziej’s forces. “You think you can get these animals to cooperate with us?” Bolan asked Kemp.

“I can get Earl to cooperate with me when I harvest his semen,” Kemp said.

“Well, I guess if you can get Earl to go along with that, you can probably get these heifers to work with us,” he said. “But we have to wait until they get right up to the edge of the draw. If we try to move from here without cover, we’re dead.”

“What do we do until then?” Kemp asked.

“Make ourselves as comfortable as possible behind these rocks. When the time comes, we’re going to have to move, and move fast. You’ll want as much blood circulating in your limbs as possible.” There wasn’t much space to stretch out behind the cover of the rocks. Kemp and Bolan shifted around until they were in a position that could best be described as “spooning.”

“If I liked men, this might seem romantic,” Kemp said, commenting on the intimate nature of their position.

“Hiding from someone who’s trying to kill you would sort of dampen a person’s ardor,” Bolan said.

“Good point.”

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