When a reconnaissance plane from Amphibious Force Two is hit by a missile in war-torn West Africa, four men are forced to bail out into the middle of a jungle bloodbath--and the hunt is on for the American prey.
ARMY RETIRED, stood with his legs spread on the wraparound porch of the town’s community center, his hands grasped behind his back. He looked over the American town that he had helped build. It wasn’t big, but it was their little piece of home on the continent where his and the others’ ancestors ...
MacDonald raised himself onto his elbows and turned on the table lamp. The bulkhead clock showed five minutes to two. “Come in!” he shouted. Joe Tucker and Lieutenant Burnham entered, stopping just inside the stateroom door. “What’s wrong, XO?” MacDonald spun around in the bed, planting his bare ...
The second missile followed a few hundred feet farther west, before arching gracefully on path toward the descending EP-3E aircraft for a few seconds. Then, the rocket engine sputtered several times before igniting back to full power twice. The second full-power was too much for the old missile f...
Taking the washcloth from the ledge beneath the windows, he reached up and wiped away the fog from the window. The shielded forward light on the bow did little to cut through the night. Its primary purpose was to warn other ships of the freighter’s presence. He grasped the line running overhead a...