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Название книги: Tiger War
Автор(ы): Don Pendleton
Жанр: Боевик
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Tiger-War-146678.html
Dedicated to our peacekeepers killed by the suicide bombers.In the words of the President, "We must be more determined than ever that thugs cannot take over a strategic area of the earth or, for that matter, any other part of the earth."
Chapter 1
A trap! The word exploded in Mack Bolan's head. He brought up his weapon and went into a crouch, eyes scanning the terrain. The valley shone peacefully in the moonlight, the rhythmic rasping of cicadas the only sound.Was his subconscious warning system alerting him to a real danger, or was his mind playing tricks on him?By the light of the moon he could see all the way to the tree line. The ground was flat, covered in elephant grass dotted with clusters of bamboo.Bent double, his parachute still slung over his shoulder, Bolan ran for the nearest cluster. He crouched in its shadow and listened, mouth open to hear better.From the jungle forest came the screech of parakeets. An owl hooted. A bullfrog croaked nearby. The cicadas went on with their concert.A typical night in Thailand.P
Название книги: Tiger War
Автор(ы): Don Pendleton
Жанр: Боевик
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Tiger-War-146678.html
Dedicated to our peacekeepers killed by the suicide bombers.In the words of the President, "We must be more determined than ever that thugs cannot take over a strategic area of the earth or, for that matter, any other part of the earth."
Chapter 1
A trap! The word exploded in Mack Bolan's head. He brought up his weapon and went into a crouch, eyes scanning the terrain. The valley shone peacefully in the moonlight, the rhythmic rasping of cicadas the only sound.Was his subconscious warning system alerting him to a real danger, or was his mind playing tricks on him?By the light of the moon he could see all the way to the tree line. The ground was flat, covered in elephant grass dotted with clusters of bamboo.Bent double, his parachute still slung over his shoulder, Bolan ran for the nearest cluster. He crouched in its shadow and listened, mouth open to hear better.From the jungle forest came the screech of parakeets. An owl hooted. A bullfrog croaked nearby. The cicadas went on with their concert.A typical night in Thailand.P
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