"Энди Макнаб. Немедленная операция (engl) " - читать интересную книгу автора We could hear on the net that the other two cars were now in the area
of the hotel and starting to search. One of the suspicious vehicles in that area that we knew to look out for was a blue van, possibly of foreign make. Eno said, "I bet it's a fucking come-on." Maybe the boys wanted us in the area because they had planned a party. The Boss was map-reading with a small Maglite torch: "Down here, turn left." The car slithered around the bend. Frank said, "No point rushing. Let's just trogon; we'll get there eventually." Then we heard: "Stand by, we have a possible here, wait out." Everybody shut up now, 'waiting to hear what happened next. Al, Eddie, and Clive were in one of the cars and drove past a blue Toyota van parked up on another road just off the Drumrush Lodge. Everyone apart from the driver was keeping right down; they didn't want to put anyone off their work. They came ' back on the net: "It's parked up, no lights, no movement, but the door is slightly open. It looks like something's going down." Ken was on the net: "Block the road. We'll stake it out and see what turns up." His team was now at the other end of the road. The van wasn't going to go anywhere; with luck the area was contained. However, we still didn't know what was going on. Clive's team were out of their car and Al put out the caltrops, spiked chains that would stop a vehicle by blowing the tires out. Ken was on the net to Fraser: "Is there any area that I've left?" two cars that they hadn't seen. "No, that's okay, everything's covered." They stopped and listened. Sound travels much more at night and even further on cold ones. As we slithered along as fast as we could on the ice, I pictured Eddie listening in the fog as he tried to learn what was happening around the car. He'd be opening his jaw to take out any noises of swallowing that he made with his mouth and leaning his ear to the area. Eddie could hear something, but he needed it confirmed: "Clive, listen to this." He came to Eddie and turned his radio off so that there was no interference from his earpiece. Someone was walking down the road. In the freezing fog this was wrong. "Stand still, and put up your hands where I can see them!" Eddie shouted. "This is the security forces!" The walker was about ten meters away and Eddie had decided that that was close enough. He called out just loud enough for this walker to hear, not loud enough, he hoped, to alert anyone else further afield. "It's okay, it's only me!" The boy sounded as if he was flapping good style; he was hoping no doubt that his challengers were just a local army patrol so he'd have time to think of something or get some backup. "Shut up, stand still or I will fire-do you understand?" By now Clive had his HKS3 in his shoulder and was starting to move forward. The boy ran. |
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