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Whatever the battle, odds or critical mass, standard operating procedure for the ultra-covert defence team known as Stony Man is ironclad resolve. Now America faces an unthinkable threat–a situation that has the world scrambling for cover and answers as ultimate destruction looms from above.
Panic rocks the White House after an unknown killer satellite fires a nuke into the Australian Outback– a dire warning from an unknown enemy. Stony Man is on the attack with all the martial and technical proficiency at their disposal, racing to identify the enemy and any means to destroy it. As anarchy and mass murder push the world to the edge, Stony Man hunts an unfathomable menace: an alliance of black ops and united enemies–a threat no power on earth has yet faced….
already knew what he’d find. Adrenaline kicking his senses into overdrive, the Stony Man warrior confirmed two more hardmen on the move and staring right at the mess he’d just dumped on the ground. CHAPTER SIX Azmit Zhuktul always found himself amazed and disgusted by the arrogance of men who willingly sold their souls for money then sought reassurances they had made the correct choice. Yes, he understood how greed knew no limits, how it was never satisfied, how there was never “enough.”
form of entertainment. He hated to admit it, but morality and decency were losing, fast and hard, in the media-dubbed Culture Wars. On the other hand, he figured that to win certain battles for the Force of Truth sometimes he had to walk, albeit head bowed in shame, in an uneasy truce with the most undesirable of enemies in his war for the future of humankind. Sad to say, the bottom line was that without the creation of their own porn Webs, the message of the Force of Truth would not be as
to his side. “Eat some Dag dirt, mates! Cover your eyes and ears!” Grumner, chest pumping out blood, was sidling for a concrete pillar when McCarter dumped a 50 mm flash-bang down his grenade launcher, cocked, locked and sent the projectile streaking on. The Serbs had the limo’s back door open when the 50 mm missile plowed into the trunk. McCarter gave it a full second for the sense-shattering flash and thunder to cleave them hard and deep before he took in the damage. The Serbs were staggering
out of Groom Lake, and has already flown two missions over Afghanistan. One pilot. And a special cargo hold for bunker busters, fuel air explosives and nukes, but that also doubles as a six-seater cabin for special ops who can be dropped for a HALO.” “So,” Price said, “we can take it you were already planning ahead?” “Not up until about thirty minutes ago. But yeah, despite everything on our plates, I was looking into my own crystal ball.” “This is just a thorn that’s been nagging me,”
as saving L.A. and staving off World War Three for another day, the mission was a success. And—true to Price’s prophetic words that now bore bittersweet fruit—if Phoenix Force hadn’t stumbled or bulled their way onto the Zenith plot and McCarter and Hawkins hadn’t been captured and for whatever reason taken along for the ride… Still, two of the best commandos on the planet were dead—or missing… Or were they? They had jumped, a good half hour or more by Kurtzman’s reckoning, the RLV sailing on