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- "Scott took a deep breath. "Evidence indicates a single opponent of above average size with incredible speed and strength. An opponent that has some unidentifiable green substance in place of blood, and the ability to come and go like a ghost. An opponent that can kill fifty armed men, skin them, remove their heads, and rip out their spines in less than an hour... All of which clearly points to the fact that whatever killed those men is non-human; no, more than that, that it's superhuman."pg.187 chpt.7
- "Al-Queda were paying vast amounts of money to a Mexican drug cartel to have their members smuggled over the US/Mexican border. The center of operations was said to be a fortified cartel stronghold - a medieval-style castle smack-bang in the middle of the desert - owned by a wealthy businessman called Sergio Valdez Moreno."pg.158 chpt.7
- "Then whoever was firing at them from the ramparts of the castle found their range and the next volley of artillery fire began to tear up the brow of the hill on which they were positioned. Scott saw guys scrambling for cover, butnot before at least one of them suffered a direct hit and transformed instantly from a crouching man in black body armor to a ragged, red spatter of meat. "They've got fucking armor-piercing shells!" he said, and
- grabbed the sleeve of Marcus's jacket. "Take cover!" The two men turned and scrambled down the hill, explosions going off all around them. Then, over the tumultuous bangs of ordnance and the shouts of the men, he heard another sound, one that shocked and horrified him. An almighty WHOOOOSH! followed an instant later by a massive explosion that shook the ground and sent dust and debris flying everywhere. A rocket launcher! They've got a fucking rocket launcher! He found himself outraged by the notion."pg.160 chpt.7
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