Hellfire Code
PATRIOT GAMESGarrett Downing loves his country, and he's brilliant and rich enough to pull together a private army of hard-core mercenaries ready to take out America's enemies. He's got a battle-hardened black-ops veteran in charge of his assault force, and a secret weapon in his arsenal: a state-of- the-art multiterrain vehicle unlike any other. With his troops and his fighting machines of the future, he's poised to engage the enemy anywhere in the world. Invincible, dedicated to his cause and virtually unstoppable, he's dismissing the deaths of innocents as casualties of his righteous fury.Garrett Downing may be out of the government's reach–but not Mack Bolan's. He wrote the book on private war, and is prepared to enforce the unbreakable rule that there are no acceptable losses.
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For nearly a minute neither man spoke
âWhateverâs going on between you two is none of my concern,â Bolan growled. âWill you help me or not?â
Subaharam nodded and Neshbi began to speak. âI do not know who might want to rekindle the hatred between my people and the government. But we are certain it was started by an outside influence.â
âAny idea who that influence might be?â Bolan asked.
âAt first I thought it might be your CIA,â Neshbi replied. âNow I am uncertain who is behind it, but I think they are trying to threaten the alliance.â
âWhat alliance?â Bolan queried.
âYou did not know? The MEK has formed an accord with the Armed Islamic Group.â
âFor what purpose?â Subaharam demanded.
âWhat else? The utter destruction of the West.â
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Hellfire Code
Mack Bolan®
Don Pendleton
Goodness without wisdom always accomplishes evil.
âRobert Anson Heinlein
I have no fight with others who walk a like path to mine. But they make my cause inhumane and despicable when they kill without cause. I will hold them responsible for that.
âMack Bolan
CONTENTS
PROLOGUE
A torrential downpour had slammed into the six men for the past hour, soaking them to the bone, not to mention reducing visibility to such a point they could hardly make out their target.
Alek Stezhnya had spent the better part of his career in the worst hellholes the world had to offer, but those spots had yet to beat May in Atlanta, Georgia. He wiggled his toes. The pressure squished water into the spaces between his wool socks and leather combat boots. Okay, so his employer paid him enough to stand here drenched, but that still didnât excuse this sorry mess. The sooner he could get out of here and back to the comfort of shelter and warm, dry clothes the better his temperament.
Stezhnya lowered the infrared night-vision device, flipped a switch to kill the power and then handed it to his aide for storage. Fortunately, that particular make of NVD was waterproof. Not that it mattered, since the rain washing across the lenses smeared any hope of a clear image. Stezhnya made a conscious effort not to let it bother him. Instead, he checked his watch.
They could still do this thing by the numbers.
Stezhnya held up two fingers, and the signal was passed along the line of men spread across the rooftop every ten meters. Their target, a three-story apartment complex in one of Atlantaâs seedier neighborhoods, stood directly across from them. According to Stezhnyaâs intelligence, the New Corsican Front, a French Islamic terrorist group operating an underground smuggling operation inside the U.S., kept their human cargo in twin apartments on the top floor. And Stezhnya knew he could trust that intelligence since it had come from the former deputy director of the NSA, Garrett Downing.
Stezhnya lost his position with an elite commando unit in the Russian army following the dissolution of the USSR. He immigrated to the U.S. with relative ease, since his American mother returned a few years prior after her husband succumbed to alcoholism. Downingâs connections inside the NSA led him to Stezhnya. When Downing offered him the chance to head up a new elite antiterrorist unit known as the Apparatus, Stezhnya immediately accepted. After many months of training and preparation, the Apparatus had its first assignment.
âTake them down,â Downing had ordered. âAll of them. Understood?â
Stezhnya understood perfectly. He owed the terrorists payback for the lives of a few men with whom heâd served in Russia, not to mention for the loss of his home. Now a mere fragment of what had once been a glorious nation, the Soviet Union owed some of its demise to terrorism. The KGB had fought nearly every known terrorist organization over the past two decades. Only corruption, misery and death resulted, and now someone had to pay. Terrorist groups like the New Corsican Front seemed the logical choice.
