Ballistic by JT Sawyer (Mitch Kearns Combat Tracker Series #10)
English | 2020 | Mystery & Thriller | ePUB | 3.0 MB
Before becoming a fulltime writer, JT Sawyer made his living teaching survival courses for the military special operations community, Department of Homeland Security, US Marshals, FAA, and other federal agencies throughout the US. He has over 27 years of experience testing long-term survival skills in the desert, mountains, and forest and is the author of 12 non-fiction books on the subject. JT also served as a consultant for the film Into the Wild.
Mitch is thrust into a CIA-sanctioned manhunt, tracking down Fulcrum and its rogue mercenaries while dispensing his own brand of justice along the way. With the discovery of a deadly bioweapon in the works, Mitch and an eclectic team of operators must go to desperate lengths as they pursue the terrorists before a crippling attack on the U.S. is unleashed.
The emerald waters of the sea looked inviting, cloaking the dormant horrors that lay in the ship below. At least, that’s what Chiba thought as he prepared for another dreaded descent into the twisted wreckage of the World War II vessel, a hundred and eighty-three feet beneath their boat.
Having already completed one dive in the morning, he waited on board the boat for the remaining nitrogen in his body to dissolve before his next dive. For the past few hours, he had re-examined the deck plans, old photos, and layout of the wreckage. From memorizing the contours of the old vessel, he knew exactly where he needed to go, so there would be no wasted movement in the unforgiving realm below.
As the two mates on either side helped him slide on his double oxygen tanks, he cleared his mind.
“You are certain that the sealed containers are on the second level of the ship?” he said to his employer, Eric Banning, who was staring down at the black-and-white images in his hand of the Japanese frigate.
“Based on the classified documents we stole from the national archives in Tokyo a few weeks ago, the Nagara class cruiser was carrying the viral specimens from the bioweapons program that your countrymen began.”
“Commander Shiro Ishii of the Japanese Imperial Army was the mastermind behind that program, and his Unit 731 was largely concentrated in northeast China, so why would this vessel end up out here?”
“My guess is that they had several transport ships. This one was returning to Japan from parts unknown—perhaps a small lab on an outlying island.” Banning put his bare foot up on the brass railing. “I’ve always found it interesting that the Americans, under their Operation Paperclip, retrieved so many Nazi and Japanese scientists, granting them immunity from war crimes, even giving them their own homes in nice neighborhoods on the East Coast, in exchange for sharing their findings from human experimentation in biological warfare with the U.S. government.”
Banning wiped some sea spray off the tablet screen. “Ironic, that the Americans were later able to make great strides in cancer research and other diseases, building off of the horrific research from those Japanese scientists.”
“Any evidence of Unit 731 was wiped from the history books, especially in Japan. Hell, I grew up there, and even I hadn’t heard of it until I started working in covert ops.” Chiba nodded at the tablet. “I think you have some of the only evidence left of that program.”