Breaking Point. Lindsay McKenna

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СКАЧАТЬ I find it refreshing she’s here and can translate for us. Furthermore—” Hampton slowly pulled the Velcro closed around each cuff around his thick wrists “—the LT and I are jumping up and down for joy she’s been assigned to us. Right now there are no SEALs available to fill our open slot. We’re damn lucky to have gotten her or we would be operating a man short, down a sniper, and I damn well don’t want to go there. Do you?”

      Hammer stood quiet and tense, disbelief written all over his face. He didn’t move. “No, Chief.”

      “Well,” Hampton said, sadness in his voice, “we lost Billy three days ago. Yesterday, Doc showed us she can hit the broad side of a barn. Frankly, I’m ordering Gabe to get her up to speed on sniper tactics as fast as he can because, dammit, she can consistently hit a target. And there are no more snipers we can get our hands on anywhere in the SEAL community right now. I can’t even get a straphanger. There just aren’t enough of them graduating through SEAL sniper school. It’s a rough course and most are washed out in the process. So we are looking at her as our backup sniper. I haven’t told her that yet, but the LT wants it done pronto. She’s a gun in this fight, Rettig. And you should be damn relieved about that.”

      Gabe watched Hammer’s face drain of color. The SEAL knew when he had been bested. Doug Hampton was a quiet sort, and no one ever wanted to back up on him. He was deadly when cornered, and Hammer had just discovered this fact. Keeping his face unreadable, Gabe saw Hammer snort and turn away, striding toward the door.

      “I didn’t dismiss you,” Hampton said.

      Hammer halted and slowly turned around. “Yes, Chief.”

      “You treat Doc like you would any newbie rotating into our platoon. Got that?”

      “Yes, Chief.”

      “And if I have to spell that out to you again, Rettig, I’ll be writing you a one-way ticket out of this platoon. Got it?”

      Mouth twisting, Hammer muttered, “Yes, Chief. I got it. May I be dismissed?”

      Hampton moved his shoulders as if to rid them of tautness and nodded. “In a minute.” And then he looked at the three other SEALs standing in front of him. “Any of you have something to add to this little chat before chow time?”

      All three shook their heads, suddenly nervous under the chief’s dark, assessing look.

      “I want all four of you, after chow, to take all the supplies and gear out of that tent next to Gabe’s tent. Doc is going to use it.” Hampton raised a finger and added, “I expect that place to be 4.0 when you’re finished. She deserves a clean tent like anyone else coming into our platoon. Questions?”

      They quickly shook their heads, more than ready to escape the chief’s riled state.

      “Dismissed.”

      Gabe watched the four of them quickly leave. He turned back toward Doug after the door closed. “You handled that well,” he murmured, walking up to him.

      “Dammit,” Hampton growled. “I knew this was coming.”

      “You think Rettig will go behind your back and bitch to the LT?” Gabe asked, sitting on the stool near the chief.

      “He’d better not,” Hampton said, moving his fingers through his dark brown hair. “If he does, the LT will hand him his one-way ticket before I get a chance to do it. We can’t afford this kind of divisiveness in our ranks. No way....”

      There was worry in Hampton’s gray eyes.

      “Anything I can do other than what I am doing?” Gabe asked.

      “No. Doc is safe with you, thank God. LT and the AOIC are thanking their lucky stars you intervened on her behalf yesterday morning.”

      Gabe chuckled a little. “Hammer was ganging up on her. I don’t put up with unfair advantages.”

      “Nor do I,” Hampton said, scowling. “But you handled it like the LPO you are. The LT was pleased.”

      Taking the compliment, Gabe said, “I’m happy to mentor her. She’s a sharp lady.”

      “Far sharper than Rettig will ever be,” Hampton said. “He’s a damn fine SEAL, but he’s too territorial. That’s going to get him in deep trouble someday, and it damn well isn’t going to happen on my watch.”

      “He’s a handful at times,” Gabe agreed, “but out on patrol, I wouldn’t want anyone but him around. You saw how well he shot yesterday. He’s sniper trained and he’s a damn good shot. We need every gun we can get in those fights.”

      Sighing, Hampton patted Gabe’s shoulder. “I know. He’s a good SEAL, just misguided with his prejudices sometimes. If I hadn’t landed on him with both feet, he’d have taken control of the situation.”

      “So, you’re going to unload our supply tent for Doc?” Gabe asked, wanting to get off the subject.

      “Yeah, I talked with LT about it last night. They are very impressed with her, Gabe. Frankly, so am I.”

      Gabe laughed again. “You three looked like an act of God had just taken place out there on that shooting range yesterday. Like a female Moses just arrived in a chariot in time to save your sorry asses.”

      Hampton had the good grace to look sheepish. “Who knew? In her records, she shot expert at Pendleton in all weapons—pistol, rifle and M-4 grenade launcher. None of us realized how good she was, though. It blew us away.”

      “Me, too,” Gabe admitted. “I don’t think Doc knows how talented she really is as a combat soldier.”

      “Yeah, she’s really unassuming, isn’t she? A quiet mouse.”

      Shrugging, Gabe said, “Well, at least she’s not like ego-busting Hammer.”

      “You’re right,” Hampton said, settling his hands on his narrow hips. “We should be grateful for that. The LT has a call into the Special Forces captain she worked with over in Iraq. We want more dope on her. And once we know, I’ll pass it on to you. I think she’s very skilled in a lot of areas we’d never expected her to be. I’d like to know the breadth and depth of her combat experience.”

      “Maybe Doc is just like the other women in that top-secret op, but we’ve just never had the knowledge to know how they are trained. They could all be like Doc.”

      “I don’t know, but we’re going to find out. She graduated top five in her class of forty women. They’re a bunch of Amazons.” He grinned. “Don’t tell Doc I said that. I don’t want to get in hock with General Maya Stevenson. She’s an Army general heading up Operation Shadow Warriors. She has a reputation of getting into your face so damn fast you won’t live to tell about it.”

      “Not a word I’d use around Doc.”

      Hampton grinned. “We really don’t know what Doc is made of yet, and we need to find out. The Pentagon is expecting weekly reports on her.” He clapped his hand on Gabe’s shoulder. “Since you’re her mentor, you’ll be writing up a weekly report and sending it on to me. Once I read it and make comments or whatever, I pass it up the chain of command to LT. From there, it goes into a black hole in the E-ring СКАЧАТЬ