Death List. Don Pendleton

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      Bullets thudded into the crippled SUV.

      “I smell gas,” Pierce said. “Do you smell gas?”

      “Try not to think about it, and give me cover fire,” Bolan ordered. “I’ve got work to do.”

      The little mobster began laying down a withering 00 Buck fusillade with his 12-gauge. Bolan lined up the iron sights on the AK-47, then drew a breath, and let out half of it.

      He pressed the trigger.

      One of the Toretto hardmen gasped as blood and brains suddenly coated the side of his face. Next to him, the shooter Bolan had targeted had a crater where his forehead had been. The Executioner took advantage of the startled gunman’s moment of paralysis to punch a round through his throat.

      The deaths spurred the shooters to redouble their efforts. They poured whatever they had left into the SUV. Something beneath the truck sparked. A flame caught. Soon the underside of the truck glowed yellow with fire.

      “Time to move, Pierce!”

      Death List

      Don Pendleton

      Destroy the seed of evil, or it will grow up to your ruin.

      —Aesop

      One man can stand against evil. One man can face the worst that life has to offer and, through his example, inspire others. It’s not easy, but it’s not complicated.

      —Mack Bolan

      Nothing less than a war could have fashioned the destiny of the man called Mack Bolan. Bolan earned the Executioner title in the jungle hell of Vietnam.

      But this soldier also wore another name—Sergeant Mercy. He was so tagged because of the compassion he showed to wounded comrades-in-arms and Vietnamese civilians.

      Mack Bolan’s second tour of duty ended prematurely when he was given emergency leave to return home and bury his family, victims of the Mob. Then he declared a one-man war against the Mafia.

      He confronted the Families head-on from coast to coast, and soon a hope of victory began to appear. СКАЧАТЬ