By Bill Crider, Stephen Mertz
Cocaine Kill Squad!
Ex-Vietnam vet Jack Wofford was once scuffling with a brand new type of battle. The battlefield was once Miami. the military used to be the D.E.A. And the enemy was once the bottom kind of drug-dealing scum ever to learn from human suffering.
Now, Jack Wofford is lacking. And M.I.A. hunter Mark Stone is mad as hell. Wofford kept his lifestyles again in 'Nam, and Stone is able to tackle each rattling pusher and kingpin within the urban to discover him...
Crooked police officers, buyers, mobsters -- not anyone is secure from the savage, avenging fury of...
Stone: M.I.A. Hunter
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Many of the firing was once coming from the opposite facet of the development, and this appeared like their top likelihood. nonetheless, Feliz desired to make certain. "Check it out," he ordered. the fellow went throughout the starting in a crouch. nobody shot at him. He walked a number of steps away, then back, motioning for them to stick to. "It's ok. Nobody's capturing in this facet. " Feliz went to the outlet, sending the opposite guy via first. nonetheless, nobody shot at them. Gripping the Uzi, Feliz them via. bankruptcy Seventeen It was once right down to sniping, now, Hog idea as he watched from the roof. Whoever confirmed any a part of himself was once going to get useless, genuine fast. simply as he proposal it, a guy close to the fence leaned out from in the back of the trunk of a tree, attempting to get a fresh shot on the doorway. His Uzi stuttered, after which he ducked again. The returning fireplace from the door was once erratic and manner off the mark, slicing on the leaves above his head and sending a small bathe of them down on his head. Gaining self assurance, he leaned out for an additional shot. Hog plugged him during the ear, sending a part of his head into the chain-link fence, the place it hung like a scalp taken in conflict by means of a savage. Hog puzzled if Loughlin used to be alright. It wasn't like him to overlook by way of one of these good way. It wasn't like him to overlook in any respect. He did not have time to ask yourself approximately it lengthy, simply because he heard a noise at the roof at the back of him. A trapdoor to the roof had opened. Hog became to monitor it. For a whole minute, not anything moved. somebody was once under, expecting a telltale noise or movement to allow him be aware of if an individual used to be ready above. Hog watched patiently. without warning a guy catapulted throughout the starting and rolled around the roof, cradling an Uzi in his palms. Hog opened fireplace on the circulate, bullets from his version 10 slicing around the roof and sending chunks of it excessive into the air, however the guy have been too speedy and had guessed properly, rolling to Hog's left and keeping off the photographs. He got here to his toes in the back of a vent and obtained off a brief burst at Hog, who dodged to prevent it. The bastard had him at an obstacle. Hog used to be a ways from conceal, and the shooter used to be too close to the chopper. Hog did not want to shoot his personal transportation. along with, the military would not love it. The roof used to be flat, lined with tar and gravel. Hog grabbed up a handful of the small rocks and tossed them to his left. the fellow blasted at them, yet he did not discover. on the first sound of his gun, Hog moved, the faint scraping of his ft at the gravel hidden by means of the noise. the fellow should have sensed whatever simply because he whirled round, however it used to be too past due for him. Hog prompted the Ingram, and the bullets jerked the guy like a puppet with no strings, his legs and arms dancing loosely on his physique and his Uzi skittering around the roof. Hog moved again towards the sting of the roof. simply as he obtained there he heard a scratching at his again. He twisted round and observed not anything. His eyes searched the roof. nonetheless not anything. Then whatever moved. It used to be a huge palmetto bug—a roach, as Hog had known as them in East Texas.