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Mack Bolan
Stony Man #30 Virtual Peril


CHAPTER ONE

Korea Bay,
North of the Yellow Sea

Sudden death approached in long, cool whispers across the
surface of the sea, creeping under the fog-shrouded moon.
Commander James R. Conrad knew the routine well, and
it burned at the back of the primitive warrior's brain as he
swam toward the North Korean fishing trawler now less
than a hundred yards away. As the leader of the handpicked
team of U.S. Navy SEALs, Conrad had seen action in a
aumber of ports during the past seven years. He was
twenty-nine, but had been blooded several times over. No
doubt remained in his mind that it would happen again this
night.
Altering his stroke, he surfaced for just a moment to
study the trawler. She was the Dragon's Gate, a govern-
ment-owned fishing vessel. Blunt and ugly, the trawler
showed the hard years of fighting the sea. Looking like gray
webs cast against the night sky, the rigging didn't appear
strong enough to weather the approaching storm. He figured
that was why the skipper was using the diesel engines.
Conrad submerged, satisfied that his group was on track.
With the trawler's speed, they'd only have one chance to
make the interception. The long swim through the chill wa-





ter from the Swimmer Delivery Vehicles three miles back
was beginning to tell. His muscles cramped slightly, and
he knew the payback on the mission the next few days was
going to be rough.
Activating the UTEL built into his face mask, Conrad
said, "Manha Leader to Manha Squad, give me the quick
count."
"Roger, Manha Leader, this is Manha Two. We're show-
ing clean and green. Picking up no sonar."
The rest of the team quickly counted off, assuring radio
contact and position.
Ahead of his group, the SEAL commander was the first
to intercept the approaching trawler. He fought against the
wake to touch the hull of the vessel with a gloved hand
and glanced up at the railing as he broke the surface. No