Matthew Reilly - Scarecrow Returns

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SCARECROW IS BACK
AND READY FOR ACTION
DEEP IN THE ARCTIC, a long-forgotten Soviet military base enshrouds a weapon of unimaginably destructive force—a Cold War doomsday device with the power to obliterate the planet.
When a mysterious and brutal terrorist group known as the Army of Thieves seizes control of the remote base and unleashes the weapon upon an unsuspecting world, there is only one team close enough to sabotage them: a ragtag band of Marines and civilians led by Captain Shane Schofield, call sign “Scarecrow.” Outnumbered, outgunned, and with the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, Scarecrow has only a few short hours to bring down the Army of Thieves—or see the Earth go up in flames.
Filled with nonstop action and told in Matthew Reilly’s characteristically white-knuckle prose,
is a work of gripping suspense and complete exhilaration.

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Then Mother would hear him wake with a gasp and breathe very heavily for a minute or two.

And then came the morning when the call came from the White House Situation Room.

ARCTIC ICE FIELD

4 APRIL, 0630 HOURS

4 HOURS 30 MINUTES TO DEADLINE

AT 6:30 that morning Schofield called the group together, all eight of them, four Marines, four civilians.

He told them what he knew: that a group calling itself the Army of Thieves had taken Dragon Island and would be ready to set off some kind of atmospheric weapon at 11:00 A.M. local time. A missile attack had failed and aerial assaults would be likewise ineffective, which was why they were being sent in. They were one of only two groups close enough to get to Dragon in time by sea.

“The Army of Thieves?” Mother said. “Never heard of ’em.”

Schofield said, “Doesn’t sound like anybody has—at least until recently. The White House is sending through whatever intel they can find. Apparently, the DIA has something and the CIA is checking.”

The Kid said, “Why the delay in setting off the weapon?”

“It takes time to prime the weapon’s principal element, some small uranium spheres, and they’re not fully primed yet. That’s why we have this window.”

“Cutting it a little close, aren’t we?”

“Closer than you think,” Schofield said. “We need to prep all our gear. After that, it’ll take us nearly three hours just to get there. And the island itself is seriously fortified. Even if they open the front door for us, we’ll have maybe an hour to get in and get to the weapon in time, then disable or destroy it. And somehow I don’t think they’ll be opening the front door for us.”

He turned to the four civilians: Zack, Emma, Hartigan and Chad.

“But four Marines is not enough to do this. We need as many bodies as we can get and if you’re willing to come along and help us, I will gladly take you. However, let me say this very clearly from the outset: this is not compulsory . None of you has to come. We’ll be a secondary team—I repeat, a secondary, back-up team—but if the primary SEAL unit fails to resolve this, we will be going in. And that will be ugly.

“So none of you has any illusions about what ‘ugly’ means, let me tell you now: it means shooting to kill, bloody wounds, broken bones and dead bodies right in your face. So, if you don’t want to go, you don’t have to and no one will hold it against you.

“But . . .” he held up a finger, “if you do come, then I ask only one thing of you: that you obey my orders. However crazy or bizarre they seem, there will always be some logic to them. In return, I promise that I will not leave you. If you are captured or caught, while I still have breath in my body, I will come for you. Got that? Good. All right then. Who’s in and who’s out. Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

The group fell silent.

The civilians variously stared at the flickering gas flame or at their feet, deciding what to do.

Zack spoke first, swallowing, then nodding. “I’m in.”

“Me, too,” Emma Dawson said uncertainly. “Although I’m not much with a gun. I fired one once at my uncle’s ranch.”

“Don’t worry, honey babe,” Mother said gently. “Give me a couple of minutes with you and you’ll be a kick-ass bitch from hell, just like me.”

Jeff Hartigan snorted. “This is ridiculous. What chance have you got—four Marines and some untrained civilians—against a dug-in military force? Like hell I’m going. I’m staying here and so is Chad.”

“No, I’m not,” Chad said quietly. “I’ll go.”

“What?” his boss whirled.

Schofield turned, too. He hadn’t expected this.

“I said I’m going.”

“You will do no such thing,” Hartigan said. “You’ll stay here with me while these others go off and get themselves killed.”

The assistant shook his head. Schofield wondered if he’d ever stood up to his boss before.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hartigan, but I think we have to do something—”

“You think we have to do something,” Hartigan mimicked. “Please. Chad, I thought you were smarter than this.”

Chad bowed his head. “I’m sorry, sir.”

Schofield said, “I’m not. It’s good to have you aboard, Chad.” He turned to Hartigan. “Sir, if everyone else is going, staying here on your own does present certain dangers. Perhaps you’d like to reconsider—”

“I’ll be perfectly fine, thank you very much, Captain,” Hartigan said. “You are the ones who should rethink your positions. Idiots.”

Schofield just nodded and said no more.

They spent the next half-hour hurriedly preparing for the mission: the Marines field-stripped their weapons, checked their mags; Zack loaded up Bertie with ammunition; and Mother even gave Emma and Chad a quick lesson in marksmanship.

When Schofield saw that Zack was bringing the experimental wrist guard, he grabbed it and sent off a message to Dave Fairfax:

SCRW: SOMETHING’S COME UP. SOMETHING BAD. GEARING UP FOR BATTLE. CAN YOU LOOK UP A TERRORIST GROUP CALLED THE “ARMY OF THIEVES” FOR ME, PLUS AN OLD SOVIET ARCTIC BASE CALLED “DRAGON ISLAND.” ANY INFO WOULD BE APPRECIATED. GOTTA RUN. OUT.

He then ordered everyone, civilians included, to put on drysuits in case they fell into the freezing water. Schofield and his Marines wore new snow-camouflaged drysuits—they looked like regular battle fatigues, only they were made of ultralight watertight material that retained body heat—with their gun-belts and holsters on the outside. On their backs, as always, all the Marines carried their signature weapon, the Armalite MH-12 Maghook, a magnetic grappling hook.

The civilians wore simple gray drysuits with hooded parkas on top for extra warmth; and since they didn’t have combat boots, they just wore their cold-weather Arctic boots, a mixture of heavy-duty Nikes and Salomons.

When everyone was ready, the seven members of the departing team boarded the two assault boats and set off on the long journey south to Dragon Island.

Jeff Hartigan watched them go, remaining at the camp, alone. His last words to Schofield were, “You’re a fool, Captain. You must realize that you cannot win this.”

Schofield didn’t reply. He just started his boat and pulled away.

ARCTIC ICE FIELD

4 APRIL, 0840 HOURS 2 HOURS

20 MINUTES TO DEADLINE

KILLER WHALES and extreme cold are two things that the Arctic and the Antarctic have in common, but in many other respects they are actually quite different.

While Antarctica is a vast landmass covered in snow and ice, the Arctic is simply a giant frozen sea. Even the North Pole itself is situated on floating ice. In 1953 a submarine called the USS Nautilus sailed under the Pole; six years later, the USS Skate surfaced at the Pole, bursting up through the ice itself.

Around March every year, as the sun rises for the first time in months, the sea ice begins to melt, creating long cracks called “leads.” As the region warms, these leads get wider and wider, forming a labyrinthine network of canals and alleyways in the sea ice, some a few feet deep, others over thirty feet deep. Polar bears hunt in leads because seals and small whales surface in them to breathe.

The leads were also useful for an insertion team, as any land-based radar system could only scan the surface of the sea ice: anything down in the sunken network of leads would not be detectable to such devices. The leads could really only be monitored by human eyes looking down from a surveillance aircraft, and as Scarecrow’s little assault boats raced down a major lead to the site of the crashed Beriev, no such aircraft could be seen.

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