Fear rally by Pendleton Don

Fear rally by Pendleton Don

Author:Pendleton, Don
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Bolan, Mack (Fictitious character)
Publisher: Toronto ; New York : Worldwide
Published: 2002-08-14T16:00:00+00:00


on a straight course through the doorway and impacted a wall a few feet in the adjoining room.

Bolan knew panic would ensue among any more enemy troops within the confines of that room.

Tlie Austrian-made Arges RP92 grenade was a modem marvel. Not only did it produce smoke, but it was also a first-rate incendiary bomb. The nose was filled with red phosphorous. A pressure-sensitive fuse was the primary ignition source with a delay element in the base. When the impact fuse struck the wall, the red phosphorous would scatter, ignite the immediate area and generate a cloud of dense smoke. If no impact occurred, the eight-second delay element would then explode and produce the same effect.

Bolan moved toward the room even as the red phosphorous began to scorch the walls and sections of the floor. A small amount landed on a tattered rug, and it burst into flames that hcked at the door immediately in front of it. The acrid stench of burned gun powder, cordite and the heavy smoke permeated the air.

The Executioner came through the door in time to see two figures rushing toward another window. He triggered his weapon. The heavy-cahber NATO slugs slanmied into the small of one of the terrorist's backs. The fleeing gunman dropped his weapon as he arched his back and reached behind him. He dropped to his knees, then toppled to the floor.

The other man wasn't dressed like the rest of the slain enemy troops. He was attired in tan slacks, loafers and a white satin shirt. The man yanked open the casement window and stuck one foot out. A pistol was clutched in his fists, and he turned and fired a rapid double tap in Bolan's direction. The Executioner stepped aside as he saw the gunman aiming toward him, and the crazy shots went wide of their intended target.

The black-clad warrior dropped to one knee, raised the M-16 A-2 to his shoulder and fired a single round. The ball slug punched through the gunman's hand, separating three of the fingers as his weapon went saiUng out the window. The man reached for his amputated Umb and screamed in agony.



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