Today’s
excerpt is from The Zimo Hunt, Book #2 of the nine-book Asps Series. Asps bump into their British friends while
both are hunting the same “rooster.” Enjoy
and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
Soon after Ike
spoke, Jack asked, “Mm, guys, see that sentry, or whatever?
Harry saw and
raised his sniper rifle. The terrorist
in question was moving up behind Tony and Sergeant Squires. Harry squeezed off his shot and the terrorist
fell dead, just feet from the two English subjects. As the body fell into vegetation behind them,
those two turned, saw the dead man, then started looking around for who had
fired the killing shot. When he was sure
Tony was looking in their direction—and no one else was—Bruce waved his hand. When spotted, he nudged Harry. “You can move faster than I can. Go on down.
We’ll hold fast, until you give us the all clear. I agree with Ike—no sense getting killed by SAS…or
MI6…or both.”
Once Tony
spotted Bruce waving, there was no chance of that. He quickly spoke into his communication
set—which was similar to those worn by the Asps—and told his men to hold
fire…on the man heading toward him and Sergeant Squires. When Harry arrived, Tony tilted his head to
the rear. “Thanks for whoever eliminated
that fellow behind us.”
“You’re welcome. Call off your people, while my team comes
down.”
Tony smiled and
told his team again to hold fire, then Harry told Bruce, Ike, and Jack to come
on down. When they got there, Bruce
looked at Tony. “Looks like we’re after
the same prey. We’d sorta like to ask
him a few questions…then you can have him.”
Tony nodded,
“Seems fair. First, we have to get
the scoundrel…I take it you had a plan of some sort, Yank.”
Harry, Bruce,
Tony, and Sergeant Squires then discussed their plan, after all agreed which
tent was likely to contain Nuri Bekhit.
As all members of the combined team—which included another nine SAS
members, besides Sergeant Squires, started to close in—those four eased
forward, to the very edge of the camp.
Once there, they ordered their men to start systematically taking out
any men in sight. There were ten men
clearly in sight, and silenced shots hit all ten in a span of less than a
minute. But, as the entire team started
to close in on the camp, another man came out of a tent, saw his dead comrades,
and gave the alert—just before he too died.
Harry, Tony, and
Sergeant Squires hurried forward to the tent they felt sure would contain
Bekhit, while Bruce slowly walked to the middle of the camp with the other
members of the combined team, looking for possible targets.
As Harry, Tony,
and Sergeant Squires neared the targeted tent, three men ran out, with guns
raised. They all died before they could
fire. Harry took out the man on his
side, Tony took out the man in the middle, and Sergeant Squires downed the last
of the three. They walked forward, and
Tony swore as he looked down at the body of Nuri Bekhit.
Harry just
shrugged, “No chance of taking him alive, after that jackass gave the
alarm. So okay, we got a dead rooster,
let’s see what we can find in the way of intelligence in the tent, Tony,” as he
led the way into the tent.
Both Tony and the Sergeant spoke Arabic, and laughed because
‘Nuri’ meant ‘rooster’ in Arabic.
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