Red Flood by William C. Dietz

Red Flood by William C. Dietz

Author:William C. Dietz [Dietz, William C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781094889344
Google: TX3ZxgEACAAJ
Goodreads: 46028699
Publisher: Wind's End Publishing
Published: 2019-05-28T07:00:00+00:00


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The naval battle was over … But the operation wasn’t. Marine Lieutenant Jonathan Sommers and his platoon were waiting to come upstream and secure the dam.

Sommers and his leathernecks arrived on a 75-foot tour boat, pulled up next to the floating dock, and hurried up a flight of metal stairs to the bridge above. Kydd had been expecting a fight but, much to his relief, there was none. It seemed that the naval engagement had been enough to scare Urabi’s guards away. And there were no police or firemen on the scene either.

Sommers kept most of his men at street level, but a team of snipers was sent up to secure the elevated control room, and function as an overlook. “Good job, Lieutenant,” Kydd told him. “Now, since our mission goals have been met, I have something more in mind. But it’s outside the scope of our original orders. So there’s no need to sign aboard if you feel that you shouldn’t.”

Second Lieutenant Jim Sommers was clearly intrigued. “Yes, sir. What do you have in mind?”

“As you know a warlord named Hussain Urabi has been in control of the locks. I think I know where the bastard is. And, if you’re willing to loan me some marines, I’d like to go get him. I want volunteers though … This outing would definitely fall under the heading of ‘above and beyond.’”

Sommers was hooked. “I’d like to volunteer, sir … And I have some men in mind. How many do you need?”

Kydd shook his head. “No way, Lieutenant … Your place is here in case the bandits try to retake the locks. But thank you. Three volunteers should be enough. If one of them happened to be a sniper that would be perfect.”

Sommers was clearly disappointed. “Aye, aye sir. I’ll ask around.”

Kydd was wearing his tac vest, night vision gear, and carrying the HK416 in addition to his pistol. During Sommers’s absence Kydd took the opportunity to pick up some additional magazines for his assault rifle, two grenades, and an individual first aid kit. He was stowing the items away when Sommers reappeared. Three marines were with him. “This is Private Givens,” Sommers said. “And this is Private Lopez. Lance Corporal Stiles is a sniper.”

Kydd looked them over. “What’s the first thing you learned in the Marine Corps?”

“Never volunteer for anything,” Lopez responded.

“Exactly,” Kydd replied. “Yet here you are.” The marines laughed.

“Okay,” Kydd said, “We’re going after the asshole whose been running this facility. His name is Urabi. We’ll capture him if we can, kill him if we have to, and get the hell out.

“Thanks to a download from the battalion S-2, I know where Mr. Urabi lives. And it’s only a mile and a half away. That’s the good news. The bad news is that he has something like 20 AK-toting yahoos guarding the area. But, since there are only two or three men on the roof, we’ll use that as our point of entry.”

Stiles had wideset eyes, a pug nose, and a firm mouth.



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