Air Battle Force
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In military circles it's known as Air Battle Force—an air combat unit of the future, under the command of aerial warfare expert Major General Patrick McLanahan, capable of launching stealthy, precision-guided firepower to anywhere on the globe within hours. And now McLanahan and his warriors have their first target.
Driven from Afghanistan, the parasitic forces of the deposed Taliban regime have decided to feed on a new host—an isolated, oil-rich Central Asian neighbor that's ripe for the conquering. The battle for control of the world's largest oil deposits has begun, with unsteady alliances forming and opposing forces set to collide. And now a handful of American commandos half a world away, aided by McLan-ahan's unproven robotic warplanes, will have to triumph against overwhelming numbers in a war that nobody—including "friendly" forces at home—wants them to win.
Mr. President?" "We have e-mailed the Russian embassy in Washington with a digital recording and transcript of a conversation I had with Colonel General Kasimov, who said he was the Russian liaison to the Turkmen military general staff. He announced the imposition of martial law in Turkmenistan and said that, because of U.S. actions in Turkmenistan and by authority of treaties between Russia and Turkmenistan, a state of war existed between our countries." "I . . . this is outrageous! This is
Gryzlov, especially using that ominous tone of voice. "What is it, General? Bukayev was going to notify you at dawn. I'm trying to get some rest." "Try that OMON captain from the Thirty-first Rifles. She told me she was looking for a promotion and a transfer to Kaliningrad," Gryzlov said. "She'll give you anything you wish in exchange-- anything. Believe me, I know. It was my recommendation that got her promoted to captain and a billet in the presidential security detail." So Gryzlov did have
country or his service and dedication to this administration." "Mr. President, no one who takes an oath to serve the administration resigns except under extreme personal crisis," Busick said as he waited to be put through to Hershel's office. "In other words, he had better be on his deathbed or a convicted ax murderer if he wants to bail before the end of a term. He serves at the pleasure of the president, not at his own personal pleasure. He resigns only to save the administration the
antiaircraft weapons were no match for the Mi-24's longer-range missiles, rockets, and equally powerful machine guns. "It appears we have only one option left to us--surrender," Zarazi said. Turabi looked at him in horror, but then he could see that his old friend's mind was racing ahead with a plan. "Colonel, disperse your men and unload the trucks. We have business to attend to in Kerki. But first there is something you need to do for me. . . ." Battle Mountain Air Force Base, Nevada Later
back to Kerki by dawn. He fixed a bayonet onto his AK-47 assault rifle and started probing the sand with his red-lensed flashlight, looking for evidence of debris. He soon realized how difficult this search really was. He knew he could step within centimeters of a critical piece of evidence and never see it, or he could step on a land mine and be legless in an 18385_ch01.qxd 5/22/03 11:21 AM Page 197 AIR BATTLE FORCE 197 instant. He knew he had to use every sense he possessed, and maybe