Joe Tyler lost everything when his wife and son are killed in a mall shooting. A former SEAL, and contractor for the CIA’s Alpha Squad program in Afghanistan, he has vowed never to go back. That was until 9/11. His older brother is the only family he has left, a successful broker working in the World Trade Centre when it is hit.
Tyler has nothing left to live for. Except a burning desire for revenge. With the image of the bearded Saudi psycho who ordered the attack in the forefront of his mind, he returns to Afghanistan. The million to one chance of getting a shot at him drives him on. Yet while he is there, he becomes embroiled in more than he’d bargained for. A series of chance encounters draw him more into the coming conflict, including teaming up with his old Alpha Squad buddies. Tyler has to use every one of his old skills to survive. Bullet for bullet, bomb for bomb, he fights desperately to survive the new madness that has gripped the country and threatens to destroy it.
Alpha Squad – The Sixth Martyr is an incredible story of Afghanistan in the fiery aftermath of 9/11. A full-length novel by the bestselling author of many Spec Ops series. These include the popular SEAL Team Bravo stories, Heroes of Afghanistan, Raider, Echo Six, and Devil's Guard titles.
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Chapter Seven
Tony Hammett, Alpha Squad leader, held up a hand to halt. They’d tracked the warband across the barren landscape, across rocks and over hills, once along a dried-up watercourse, and then lost them. Somehow, they’d melted away, and the reason they’d ducked out of sight soon became apparent. Diaz pointed up to the clear, blue sky, and the drone reflected bright sunlight as it banked into a turn.
“They’ve gone to ground again. Those bastards, if they’d hit them when we first told them, this would be over.”
He shrugged. “It’ll be over when it’s over, and there’ll be plenty of foul-ups before that day comes. We should get some rest, instead of chasing around the countryside looking for this bunch of bearded crazies. Now we know where they are.”
They looked at him in surprise. Chris frowned. “Boss, all we’ve seen so far is a couple of scouts. We’ve yet to set eyes on the warband.”
“That’s right, and where there’s scouts, the main force won’t be far behind. We’ll make camp here, and watch and wait. They’ll come, sooner or later. How could they miss a juicy target like the ranch? They’ll steal the horses, loot the house, and move on like fucking locusts. That’s the way they work. Bunch of thieves.”
“Sounds about right, except there’s one tiny flaw in your plan.”
