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“He could still remember the feeling, sitting in another hide not fifty meters away, his eyes fixed on the Bedouins through the optic of his HK416. Whispering “Steady, steady” through clenched teeth as he willed the Egyptians to keep their nerve.
And then all hell had broken loose, automatic weapons fire rippling out across the desert. Cutting down the shepherds—along with more than a few of their sheep.
Alerting everyone within miles of their presence.
They’d managed to regroup and storm the compound within the hour, but by that time anyone who might have once been there was already gone. Deserted”
― Lodestone
And then all hell had broken loose, automatic weapons fire rippling out across the desert. Cutting down the shepherds—along with more than a few of their sheep.
Alerting everyone within miles of their presence.
They’d managed to regroup and storm the compound within the hour, but by that time anyone who might have once been there was already gone. Deserted”
― Lodestone
“Not their time, not now—the death angel passing over once more. Close enough to feel the air rush beneath its wings. Time to move. He slung the FN-FAL over his back, tucking the suppressed 1911 under his jacket as he rose from behind the vehicle. “Back my play.”
― Lodestone
― Lodestone
“Everything was quiet, Richards thought, hands shoved into the pockets of his worn jeans—a Glock 21 riding in a paddle holster on his hip as he gazed out across the FOB’s perimeter wire to the east, the stark, open desert stretching out as far as the eye could see, toward the Israeli border, barely fifteen kilometers away.”
― Quicksand
― Quicksand
“The third man was reacting now, too late—his rifle coming up even as two more fighters came around the corner of the hallway.
And then he heard the rattle of Nick’s AK from behind him—saw the man go down, the acrid, heady smell of burning gunpowder filling his nostrils as the kill zone emptied of targets.”
― Lodestone
And then he heard the rattle of Nick’s AK from behind him—saw the man go down, the acrid, heady smell of burning gunpowder filling his nostrils as the kill zone emptied of targets.”
― Lodestone
“The Egyptian’s asset,” Ron Carter began, tapping a brief command into his laptop to bring an image up on the screen at the front of the room, “is this man. Amr Shafik. He was a member of Egypt's Freedom and Justice Party from 2012 to 2013, and was imprisoned when the military overthrew Morsi and cracked down on Muslim Brotherhood activities in the country. In prison, he made contact with extremist elements, and was drawn into the orbit of the Islamic State. It's not completely clear even at this juncture whether he did so of his own accord or at the order of the Mukhabarat.”
Egypt's intelligence service, Kranemeyer thought, looking over at Bell to see the DNI listening intently. As feared and brutal today as it had ever been in the days of Mubarak. A brutal necessity, perhaps.
Or at least that’s what they told themselves. He wondered sometimes, about cause and effect.
“What we do know is that he was re-arrested for such affiliations soon after release and it was then, if not before, that Egyptian intelligence brought him on side. And that, according to what they’ve shared with us, is where he’s been ever since. Providing intelligence on the Islamic State’s leadership in the Sinai, particularly Umar ibn Hassan. As he’s done now, in giving us Hassan’s location for noonday tomorrow, local time.”
― Quicksand
Egypt's intelligence service, Kranemeyer thought, looking over at Bell to see the DNI listening intently. As feared and brutal today as it had ever been in the days of Mubarak. A brutal necessity, perhaps.
Or at least that’s what they told themselves. He wondered sometimes, about cause and effect.
“What we do know is that he was re-arrested for such affiliations soon after release and it was then, if not before, that Egyptian intelligence brought him on side. And that, according to what they’ve shared with us, is where he’s been ever since. Providing intelligence on the Islamic State’s leadership in the Sinai, particularly Umar ibn Hassan. As he’s done now, in giving us Hassan’s location for noonday tomorrow, local time.”
― Quicksand
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