The Fist of God

en Limba Engleză Paperback – 30 sep 1996

This is Forsyth's first new paperback since >The Negotiator<. Set during the Gulf War, this is the story of an SAS officer's most daring mission yet. He has to find 'The Fist of God' - the deadly Supergun which is capable of firing a nuclear warhead at the West. There will be a massive advertising campaign including full colour pages in the >Mail on Sunday, Sunday Express< and >Daily Telegraph<.

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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9780552139908
ISBN-10: 0552139904
Pagini: 624
Dimensiuni: 108 x 177 x 43 mm
Greutate: 45.36 kg
Ediția:Revised
Editura: TRANSWORLD PUBL
Locul publicării:United Kingdom

Notă biografică

Frederick Forsyth

Descriere

During those fateful weeks before Saddam Hussein's invasion of Kuwait, a fragment of radio intercept had referred to Qubth-ut-Allah, a devastating secret weapon that could rain death and destruction on the Allied forces.

Extras

The staff indulged him, that Helene was just a good friend, keeping him company while he was in Brussels and his wife was in Canada.

He climbed out of the car, the collar of his belted trench coat turned up as ever, and hefted onto his shoulder the big black canvas bag that hardly ever left him. It weighed over fifteen kilograms and contained a mass of papers: scientific papers, projects, calculations, and data. The scientist distrusted safes and thought illogically that all the details of his latest projects were safer hanging from his shoulder.

The last Monique saw of her employer, he was standing in front of the glass doors, his bag over one shoulder, the loaf under the other arm, fumbling for his keys. She watched him go through the doors and the self-locking plate glass swing closed behind him. Then she drove off.

The scientist lived on the sixth floor of the eight-story building. Two elevators ran up the back wall of the building, encircled by the stairs, with a fire door on each landing. He took one of them and stepped out at the sixth floor. The dim, floor-level lights of the lobby came on automatically as he did so. Still jangling his keys, leaning against the weight of his bag, and clutching his loaf, he turned left and left again across the russet-brown carpet and tried to fit his key into the lock of his apartment door.

The killer had been waiting on the other side of the elevator shaft, which jutted into the dimly lit lobby. He came quietly around the shaft holding his silenced 7.65-mm. Beretta automatic, which was wrapped in a plastic bag to prevent the ejected cartridges from spilling all over the carpet.

Five shots, fired from less than a one-meter range into the back of the head and neck, were more than enough. The big, burly man slumped forward against his door and slithered to the carpet. The gunman did not bother to check; there was no need. He had done this before, practicing on prisoners, and he knew his work was done. He ran lightly down the six flights of stairs, out of the back of the building, across the tree-studded gardens, and into the waiting car. In an hour he was inside his country's embassy, in a day out of Belgium.

Recenzii

"Frederick Forsyth combines fact and fiction in The Fist of God...but [he] never forgets that he is writing a novel...Excitement without hysteria and plenty of credible action."
--The New York Times Book Review

"[An] incredible, imaginative mind...master of international intrigue."
--Larry King

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