Wilco- Lone Wolf 12 by Geoff Wolak

Author:Geoff Wolak [Wolak, Geoff]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-09T05:00:00+00:00

As the sun started to dip my phone trilled, Paul MacManners. ‘I assume it was you that prepped The Sun newspaper.’

‘It was, what’s on the wire?’

‘The wire is red hot, TV news all across the world, the American special forces getting the glory, White House press statement later.’

‘That’s the deal we had, you knew that. Any experts on their way?’

‘Yes, many, Americans sending people; the world at large thinks it a proper bomb. We briefed the Prime Minister and he smiled after we explained it was a dud.’

‘Any progress on Peter Bowles? I think that the camp near me has a half-decent man in charge and a rich paymaster, and that they were going to bomb some oil installation – but not with a rusty old nuke.’

‘He’s left a trail, plane ticket and condo booked, cold beer waiting for him, we’re still going through it. He’s there with you?’

‘Tied up, afraid that I’ll hand him to the FBI.’

‘I don’t care if you do, but the Director did mention that it may be best if he stand trial here.’

‘Who has jurisdiction in Mauritania?’

‘The French do, they have a security mandate.’

‘So ... do I respect that?’

‘Well, yes, if they push it, we can’t upset them. What’ll you do about that camp?’

‘Go take a look, because maybe there’s a prize turkey hanging around.’

‘A prize turkey that has missed the massive news coverage..?’

‘You’re assuming he has a way out, somewhere to go. But as I said to Captain Moran, this is one big live-firing exercise, a first test, teams working together, and training for the Wolves.’

‘The new Wolves batch is with you?’ he worried.

‘They parachuted in at dawn, shots fired, great training for them.’

‘Bloody hell. I thought they were a bit fresh?’

‘Less fresh now than yesterday,’ I joked.

‘Well, on-the-job training I guess.’

Call cut, my phone rang straight away.

‘Wilco, it’s Max, you at the dam?’ came a distorted voice.

‘Yeah, where are you?’

‘Just driving to you with the Foreign Legion.’

‘You are? How many of them are coming?’

‘About sixty, four trucks, some jeeps.’

‘I’ll have Rizzo meet you on the road.’ I called Rizzo quickly. ‘French Foreign Legion on its way in trucks, don’t shoot them, warn the RAF Regiment and Seals.’

‘We stay here?’

‘Yes, send the Legion down to me.’ I stepped inside. ‘Henri, Jacque, Sambo, to the road, meet the Legion, bring them in. On the double, your slackers!’

They grabbed kit and ran out mumbling and cursing.

‘Legion?’ the Seal captain asked.

‘French Foreign Legion from their base, thirty miles away. This is their patch, their job to police this border. They have jurisdiction here.’

My phone trilled so I stepped out. ‘It’s Sasha. The men below, they are wiring the place to blow.’

‘Our presence here is all over the TV news -’

‘It is?’ he gasped.

‘You don’t know, but we found and underground bunker, old Soviet era, 1967, and a dismantled nuclear bomb.’

‘A bomb?’

‘No uranium. Yanks on their way to take charge.’

‘My god. We stay here?’

‘Observe those men for me, stay hidden. How’s Casper?’

‘He is talking French with these men, some were Legion, and all ex-Legion are brothers.

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