Chapters (45)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Contents
- Prologue
- 2046
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- About the Author
Harry glances to the sky, longing to hear the roar of the engines. From the alley, he barrels into a four-man patrol running from the opposite direction. He shoots two, feels rather than hears the gun click empty and rams the stock into the head of the third. The fourth spins on the spot, bringing his weapon to aim just as Harry steps in and drives the dagger through his neck. Wrenching the blade free, he punctures the chest again and again as the soldier grips the trigger of the machine gun, firing blindly into the air. He quickly turns to finish the dazed soldier on the ground. Four down and he slinks back into the shadows between the buildings.
Searchlights sweep the town. The sound of heavy-calibre and small-arms fire coming from the harbour front tells Harry the Germans have spotted the fast boats moving towards the U-boats. Explosions erupt with sheets of flame scorching the air as the Germans start throwing grenades into houses, believing there to be multiple attackers.
Harry bursts from the alley into the wide main road of the town, firing at the soldiers running in every direction. He runs behind a building, counting to three before stepping back out to fire into the ranks chasing towards him. Several go down. He moves away, running crouched as he pulls the final grenade from his pocket, bites the pin out, stops, turns and rolls it back to the corner of the house before dropping to lie flat. The soldiers reach the corner to fire round with arms extended before running into the path of the grenade that destroys their small squad.
On his feet and running, firing from the hip while engines roar in the sky and the fires of the town light a path for the pilots of the RAF bombers.
In the harbour, the first U-boat blows with a ground-shaking explosion that brings Harry down again to his stomach. Burning fragments spin in every direction, with the secondary detonations creating a noise that becomes a thing of unimaginable terror. Fires raging, engines screaming, bombs falling, guns firing and the cries of the dying. You have absolute permission to cause absolute carnage. Carnage is caused. Devastation is wrought.
The second U-boat explodes. The first bomb dropped from the planes strikes and the chaos of the tiny fishing village perched on the edge of the Norwegian fjord becomes hell with hundreds killed instantly.