Superbolan 27 Storm burst by Don Pendleton

of Ali Mahmoud—I've got a hunch he's in the zep right now going by Storm." “Affirmative, One." Price left the air. Lyons switched back to the Air Force frequency. "Justice to Storm," he said. ''I've started the snowball rolling. But I can't promise it'll be done in ten minutes." The voice that came back was cold, emotionless.”Then you can erase Los Angeles from your map. Justice." Lyons glanced down again as the chopper passed over Watts. Then, taking a deep breath, he turned in his seat to face Schwarz and Blancanales. Both men stared back at him, their faces blank.”Let me tell you what we're going to do..." He did. Two minutes later the expressions on the faces of the other Able Team members had changed to masks of incredulity. Charlie Mott whistled through his teeth as he continued to guide the chopper through the sky. "Thank God I'm just a fly-boy," he muttered. Hamoud Jaluwi watched General Kaganovich waddle past the four guards posted just inside his office door and enter the room. "Mr. President," the Russian announced, '‘I have excellent news. Our satellites have finally located Eldridge's camp. He's near Ramadi." Jaluwi stood up, the skin of his face feeling suddenly tight. ''And?" ''According to the photos, the camp is nearly deserted." The general stopped, shaking his head in wonder. "And those who remain seem to be, well, dressed strangely." Jaluwi slammed his fist on the desk. "I don't care how they dress!" he exploded. "What of the nuclear weapons?" "They're the