Target America: A Sniper Elite Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Doc, the team’s Mexican American corpsman, was more concerned over the fact that Speed had gone into shock than he was by the loss of blood. “It’s gonna be close,” he said to Gil. “Shock can be a bitch.” Gil had seen men in worse condition pull through many times, and Speed was as tough as they came. He looked at Pope. “I think you probably saved his life, Bob. Thank you.” “It’s Couture we need to thank,” Pope said. “He expedited the helo.” “Be right back,” Gil said. He trotted out to the F-15, where the pilot stood waiting on the wing beside the cockpit. The pilot handed down the laptop. “The passport’s under the lid.” Gil opened the laptop and stuck the passport into his back pocket. “Much obliged.” “You bet,” the pilot said, gesturing at the mammoth C-5 Galaxy. “How the hell they gonna get that thing back into the air?”
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