"Tony Ruggiero - Team of Darkness 1 - Operation Immortal Servitude" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ruggiero Tony)

For those comments I am eternally grateful because it reaffirms that so many people
enjoyed the original story to demand more. Well I am happy to say ... here you are!
Operation Immortal Servitude is Team of Darkness with more meat added to it.
How much meat you ask-well about 80 pages or so. So if you have read Team of
Darkness you will find that material within the pages of this book, but more
importantly this тАЬrevampedтАЭ version sets the stage (how's that for a tease) for the
series of books to follow.
Book II: Operation: Save the Innocent
Book III: Operation: Face the Fear
Book IV: Operation: End Game
I look forward to continuing the story of John Reese and the vampire Dimitri both
because I enjoy it, and because you, the reader, wants it and that makes everything
just right.
Happy reading and remember to keep the lights on.
Tony Ruggiero, 2007
Prologue


Dear J:
It's late. We should be arriving soon at our destination. I have a feeling that I
won't survive this night. The enemy (whoever that may be) will probably kill me. I
know it sounds strange that I, a Navy officer with over twenty years of service, say
whoever the enemy is as if I do not know, but that is the truth. I no longer know
who I can trust and that includes the ... men I lead. I call them men but they aren't
really men anymore. They are something elseтАФthey are creatures thatтАФwell I am
not sure if they should be revered or despised? I know it sounds strange, but if I
could answer that question I would have been smart enough to not be where I am
today. But like my superiors, I was blinded by my personal desires. Now it may be
the cause of my death.
Personally, I think the General has been insane for quite a while. My only hope is to
stay with the creatures and wait. But now I fear I may have waited too long. Still,
there might be a chance if I survive this operation; some hope that I might be able to
set things right. I say set things right because it was me who brought everything
together so that all of this nightmare could happen. Nevertheless, if I am successful
and I survive this mission, and all goes as planned, I still lose; it boils down to the
question of how many will suffer. Will humanity pay for what I have done? I don't
know. It seems humanity has been in the shits for quite a while and especially before
I got there. Sorry about being so morbid, but morbidity has become a good friend
of mine as of late. You could say we take a blood communion together on a regular
basis.
Anyway, this piece of paper and the rest of the documents may be the only thing that
I leave behind; the only record that will say what happened to me. If anyone knew I
was writing this, they would destroy it in a heartbeat and declare me a traitor. It's
funny; well, not really funny, it's pathetically sad really, how traitor becomes a
relative term when one's country, or those in positions of authority, bend the rules to
benefit a small group, or even one individual. But that's all in the past now. Hell, ask
Benedict Arnold the same question. Washington didn't have a choice in that
situation. It was either save a country or save a man who he admired. The choice
was simple when we are faced with such large consequences of our actions. Like I
said, it's all in the past. What a quaint and pat saying that is. All in the past. I have