Shadow Squadron: Rogue Agent by Carl Bowen

Author:Carl Bowen [Bowen, Carl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military; fiction; capstone young readers; war; carl bowen; shadow squadron; 9781623702960
Publisher: Capstone Young Readers
Published: 2015-09-03T00:00:00+00:00

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When Walker came to, he didn’t know if it was still night or if daytime had come and gone again. He found himself lying on the hard, rock floor of a small cave. A chemical glow stick provided weak, sickly illumination.

Walker tried to sit up. A throb of pain ran through his right shoulder, but it wasn’t anywhere near the intensity it had been before. A moment of panic swept over him as he remembered the last thing he’d seen: the medic trying to cut his hand off with a Ka-Bar blade. He stretched his neck to look at the damage, and his panic turned to confusion: his arm was wrapped tightly in a makeshift sling, and his bruised hand was bandaged. He couldn’t make sense of it. Had the medic cut his hand off and then … reattached it somehow?

“Good news,” came a familiar voice from across the cave. It wasn’t the medic. “The kid says your back’s not broken.”

“Temple? Is that you?” Walker croaked. His eyes had trouble focusing, but he managed to make out the face of the team’s psy-ops expert.

Temple’s eyes were glazed over. He lay propped up on one side, his legs hidden behind him in shadow, staring at nothing in particular. His Kevlar jacket was gone, revealing a thick mummy-wrap of bandages around his torso. The entire left side of his face was covered as well.

“Looks like you got off easy, Chief,” Temple said, wincing with every word. “You shot?”

“I don’t think so,” Walker said. “You?”

“I wish,” Temple muttered.

“Am I drugged?” Walker asked.

“A little,” Temple said. “You probably slept off the best part. Don’t expect more, the kid loaded me up before he left.”

Walker could feel clarity seeping back into his mind, bringing with it a thousand dull aches and bone-deep throbs. He also realized why his hand was still there: the medic had cut the straps that his wrist had been trapped in. It was probably just sprained.

“What happened?” the Chief asked, not sure if he wanted to know.

“Stinger missile,” Temple said. “Blew our tail off when we dropped into the valley. Shooter was probably hiding in a cave just like this one. Waited for us to fly over, then bang. Little coward was waiting for us.”

“How many of us made it?” Walker asked.

“Five that I know about,” Temple said. “Well, five plus you. Five total if the kid doesn’t come back.”

“Who were the other three?” Walker asked.

“The Rangers,” Temple said, spitting the words out. “Not a scratch between them, if you can believe it. Lucky bums.”

“Where are they?” Walker asked.

The hate blazing in the Green Beret’s eyes was so hot that Walker flinched. “They left us,” Temple snarled.

“They wouldn’t,” Walker said. No soldier with any sense of decency would abandon their teammates. Especially not the top-tier, elite special ops soldiers the Joint Special Operations Command had pulled together for this program. “They must not have known anyone else survived.”

“They knew, Chief,” the medic said as he entered the cave. “They helped me get Temple here and stood guard while I got him patched up.

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