tc.patriotgames-第132章
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and his spotter went down next to a bush。 The rifleman activated his night scope and tracked on the woodline a few hundred yards ahead。 The green picture he got on the imaging tube showed men dressed in dark clothes heading into the woodline。
〃I count eleven；〃 the spotter said。
〃Yeah；〃 the rifleman agreed。 His bolt…action sniper rifle was loaded with 。308 caliber match rounds。 He could hit a moving three…inch target the first time； every time； at over two hundred yards； but his mission for the moment was reconnaissance； to gather information and forward it to the team leader。 Before the team could act； they had to know what the hell was going on； and all they had now was chaos。
〃Werner； this is Paulson。 I count what looks like eleven bad guys moving into the trees between us and the house。 They appear to be armed with light automatic weapons。〃 He pivoted the rifle around。 〃Looks like six of them down in the yard。 Lots of good guys down Jesus； I hope there's ambulances on the way。〃
〃Do you see any friendlies around？〃
〃Negative。 Remend that you move in from the other side。 Can you give me a backup here？〃
〃Sending one now。 When he gets there； move in carefully。 Take your time； Paulson。〃
〃Right。〃
To the south； Werner and two other men advanced along the treeline。 Their night…camouflage clothing was a hatchwork of light green； designed by puter； and even in the lightning they were nearly invisible。
Something had just happened。 Jack saw a sudden flurry of fire； then nothing。 Despite what he'd told Robby； he didn't like running away from the scene。 But what else could he do？ There was an unknown number of terrorists out there。 He had only three armed men to protect three women and a child； with their backs to a cliff。 Ryan swore and returned to the others。
〃Okay； Shorty； show me the way down；〃 Ryan said； pressing the muzzle of his Uzi against the man's chest。
〃Right there。〃 The man pointed； and Ryan swore again。
In all the time they'd lived here。 Jack's only concern with the cliff was to keep away from it； lest it crumble under him or his daughter。 The view from his house was magnificent enough； but the cliffs height meant that from the house there was an unseen dead zone a thousand yards wide which the terrorists had used to approach。 And they'd used ladders to climb up of course； that's what ladders are for！ Their placements were marked the way it said in every field manual in the world； with wooden stakes wrapped with white gauze bandaging； to be seen easily in the dark。
〃Okay； people；〃 Ryan began； looking around。 〃Shorty and I go first。 Your Highness； you e next with the women。 Robby； stay ten yards back and cover the rear。〃
〃I am adept with light weapons；〃 the Prince said。
Jack shook his head emphatically。 〃No； if they get you； they win。 If something goes wrong。 I'm depending on you to take care of my wife and kid； sir。 If something happens； go south。 About half a mile down you'll find a gully。 Take that inland and don't stop till you find a hard…surface road。 It's real thick cover； you should be okay。 Robby； if anything gets close； blast it。〃
〃But what if 〃
〃But； hell！ Anything that moves is the enemy。〃 Jack looked around one last time。 Give me five trained men； maybe Breckenridge and four others； and I could set up one pisser of an ambush 。 。 。 and if pigs had wings 。 。 。 〃Okay； Shorty； you go down first。 If you fuck us up； the first thing happens； I'll cut you in half。 Do you believe me？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Then move。〃
Cooley moved to the ladder and proceeded down backward； with Ryan several feet above him。 The aluminum rungs were slippery with the rain； but at least the wind was blocked by the body of the cliff。 The extension ladder how the hell did they get that here？ wobbled under him。 Ryan tried to keep an eye on Shorty and slipped once halfway down。 Above him； the second group was beginning its descent。 The Princess had taken charge of Sally； and was ing down with Ryan's daughter between her body and the ladder to keep her from falling。 He could hear his little girl whimpering anyway。 Jack had to ignore it。 There wasn't room in his consciousness for anger or pity now。 He had to do this one right the first time。 There would be no second。 A flash of lightning revealed the two boats a hundred yards to the north。 Ryan couldn't tell if anyone was there or not。 Finally they reached the bottom。 Cooley moved a few feet to the north and Ryan jumped down the next few feet； gun at the ready。
〃Let's just stay put for a minute。〃
The Prince arrived next； then the women。 Finally Robby started down； his Marine parka making him invisible against the black sky。 He came down quickly； also jumping the last five feet。
〃They got to the house just as I started down。 Maybe this'll slow them some。〃 He held the white…wrapped stakes。 It might make the ladders harder to find。
〃Good one； Rob。〃 Jack turned。 The boats were out there； invisible again in the rain and shadows。 Shorty had said that only one man was guarding them。 What if he's lying？ Ryan asked himself。 Is this guy willing to die for his cause？ Will he sacrifice himself to shout a warning and get us killed？ Does it make a difference do we have a choice？ No！
〃Move out； Shorty。〃 Ryan gestured with his gun。 〃Just remember who dies first。〃
It was high tide； and the water came to within a few feet of the base of the cliff。 The sand was wet and hard under his feet as Ryan stayed three feet behind the terrorist。 How far were they a hundred yards？ How far can one hundred yards be？ Ryan asked himself。 He was discovering that now。 The people behind him kept close to the kudzu…covered cliff。 That made them extremely hard to see； though if there was someone in the boat； he'd know that people were ing toward him。
Krak！
Everyone's heart stopped for a moment。 A lightning stroke had shattered a tree on the cliff's edge not two hundred yards behind them。 For a brief instant he saw the boats again and there was a man in each。
〃Just one； eh？〃 Jack muttered。 Shorty hesitated； then proceeded； hands at his side。 With the return of darkness； he again lost sight of the boats； and Jack reasoned that everyone's night vision was equally ruined by the lightning。 His mind returned to the image he'd just seen。 The man in the near boat was standing at the near side； amidships； and appeared to be holding a weapon one that needed two hands。 Ryan was enraged that Shorty had lied to him。 It seemed absurd as he watched the emotion flare and fade in his consciousness。
〃What's the password？〃
〃There isn't one；〃 Dennis Cooley replied； his voice unsteady as he contemplated the situation from rather a different perspective。 He was between the loaded guns of two sides； each of which was likely to shoot。 Cooley's mind was racing； too； looking for something he could do to turn the tables。
Was he telling the truth now？ Ryan wondered； but there wasn't time to puzzle that one out。 〃Keep moving。〃
The boat reappeared now。 At first it was just something different from the darkness and the beach。 In five more yards it was a shape。 The rain was pouring down hard enough to distort everything he saw； but there was a white； almost rectangular shape ahead。 Ryan guessed the range at fifty yards。 He prayed for the lightning to hold off now。 If they were lighted； the men in the boats might be able to recognize a face； and if they saw that Shorty was in front 。 。 。
How do I do this 。 。 。？
You can be a policeman or a soldier； but not both。 Joe Evans' words at the Tower came back； and told him what he had to do。
Forty yards to go。 There were rocks on the beach； too； and Jack had to be careful not to trip over one。 He reached forward with his left hand and unscrewed the bulky silencer。 He stuck it in his belt。 He didn't like what it did to the gun's balance。
Thirty yards。 He searched for and found the stock release switch on the Uzi。 Jack extended the stock； planting the metal buttplate in his armpit and snugging the weapon in tight。 Just a few more seconds 。 。 。
Twenty…five yards。 He could see the boat clearly now； twenty feet or so； with a blunt bow； and another
