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ute。 The sink…rate was being faster; and Bond knew there was only one thing left。 He would have to punch out。 and pray that the shells from the other Harrier had not damaged the Martin Baker ejector seat。
 He wrestled with the stick and rudder bar。 desperately trying to get the aircraft closer to the coast before getting out。 The voice in his head started to repeat the procedure and what was supposed to happen。
 The Martin Baker was a Type 9A Mark 2 and the firing handle was between his legs; at the Front of the seat pan。 One pull and。 provided everything worked; the canopy would blow and the seat would begin its journey upwards at minimum velocity; before the rocket…assist tired and shot the pilot; restrained in his seat; well clear of the aircraft。
 The forting words of some instructor at Yeovitton came back to him。 'The seat will save you even at zero height; and with a very high sink rate。'
 Well; he had a very high sink rate now。 down to about 1。000 feet and at least seven miles from the coast。 The Harrier wallowed; down to around 800 feet。 His port wing dropped alarmingly; and he realised that he was at the point of stalling。 Almost at that moment he caught the glint of helicopter blades; and realised it was now or never。 Yet。 in the few seconds before reaching down to the ejector handle。 Bond pushed the port rudder hard; in an attempt to swing the aircraft away from the coast。 He did not want this melal brick; still carrying dangerous weaponry; to plough into the land。 The nose swung wildly; then dropped。
 He knew the nose would never e up again; and he felt the lurch forward as the Harrier began what could only be a death dive。
Bond pulled on the ejector lever。
 For what seemed to be an eternity nothing happened; then he felt the slight kick in his backside; saw the canopy leap upwards。 The air was like a solid wall as the rocket shot him clear of the falling; crippled Harrier。 There was a thump and the sudden slight jar as the parachute opened and he was swinging safe and free below the canopy。
 Below to his left he saw the white churning water which marked the spot where the Harrier had gone in。 Then he heard die forting sound of the US rescue chopper nearby。
 He was now separated from the seal; and seemed to be dropping faster towards the sea; which came up and exploded around him。 The buoyancy gear inflated and brought him to the surface as he twisted and banged down on (he quick release lock which freed him from any parachute drag。
The helicopter plucked him out of the sea five minutes later。
It was early evening and the weather had picked up; the sun red。 throwing long shadows across USNB Rota。
 Bond sat in a small room; with a US Marine Corps Major; a Royal Marine Special Boat Squadron Major。 mander Mike Carter and Beat rice。 On the table in frontof them lay a plete set of plans; showing the layout of Invincible。
 An hour before; he had received a plete briefing; on a secure line from London。 BAST had given them until dawn; around six in the morning。 Then they would kill the first of the VIP hostages。 They knew the message had been relayed to London from Bassam Baradj in his suite at The Rock Hotel; Gibraltar。
 Varied options had been put forward。 The Rock Hotel was well…covered。 They had members of the SAS and local plain…clothes men。 plus one senior Secret Intelligence Service man; watching out in case Baradj made a move。 At first it had been thought they should make a full frontal and pull Baradj。 for they knew he had a helicopter and pilot standing by at the airport。 Nobody had attempted to alert Baradj or his pilot; and the final consensus of opinion was that trying to take Baradj alive was dangerous。
 'Remove their leader and those women will almost certainly kill。' That was M's personal view; and one shared by Bond。
 Baradj had given them a latitude and longitude; a precise point at sea where the money had to be dropped and marked。 If anyone approached him during or after the pick…up … which was to be by helicopter; all three hostages would be killed。
 'Whatever else。' Bond had said; 'he's thought out the operation; and we just cannot risk taking the fellow on the Rock。 If we couldn't gel him alive; it would be curtains for Mrs T。 Gorby and President Bush/
 It had now been agreed that a rescue attempt had to be made long before anyone tried to gel hold of Baradj。 'We can con Baradj that we're meeting the deadline; let him relax; then make a bid to get the hostages off/ Bond's was the last word。 The Ministry of Defence。 SIS。 the Pentagon and Ihe Kremlin had agreed to a last…ditch rescue attempt。 The local forces had also agreed that the planning and logistics should be left to Bond。 'Has anyone figured out how Baradj is municating with InvincibleT he asked。
 'He isn't。' Mike Carter had said。 'I suspect he'll flash them a code word。 A one time break in silence。 Probably on a short wave from Gib。 It'll mean either they're to stand by because we've agreed; or kill; because we've not agreed。 Then there's the other one … kill; we've double…crossed him。'
 'All we can do is listen out/ Bond's jaw had set; and his eyes turned to that dangerous stone…like look as he tried to gauge how many things could go wrong。
Now。 in the low hut on the USNB Rota; he was going through possible strategy and tactics。 'It has to be a small force/ He looked around the room。 'I took out one of these harpies; which leaves them with fourteen…fifteen if the wretched man Speaker is active; sixteen if Baradj's side…kick; Hamarik。 is able to function; which 1 very much doubt。 The situation will almost certainly be that their tame psycho; the woman posing as Leading Wren Deeley; will he locked in with Ihe hostages … or。 at least; close to them; with orders to start killing on a given signal。 So; our first job will be to get down here/ His ringer moved to the Briefing Room one deck down from the main deck。 This we must do without being detected if possible/ Then he gave a worried sigh。 'I want you all to realise that I'm really only guessing。 That Briefing Room is the place where they were having the conference meetings。 I'd stake money on the three of ihem being kept in (here; possibly wiih a guard on the bulkhead door。 But it's stilt only a guess。 If I'm wrong and they're being held somewhere else; then it'll go wrong and I'll lake the blame。'
 'But you believe that's our main target?〃 the SBS Major nodded。
 'Yes。 We have to take the risk。 The quickest way down is through the Flight Crew Room which is here。' He pointed to the bulkhead door he had used to get to the Harrier。 It seemed days ago now; not just a handful of hours。
 'So。 before we decide on tactics; how many people do you think we need?' The SBS Major was putting on a little pressure; and Bond knew il。 Behind the dedication of elite forces; there was always a desire to be in at the kill; to take credit。 They were really in the hands of the United States Navy; so Bond had to make a very careful choice。 He also had to make it with confidence and speed。
 They're fourteen; maybe fifteen。 I don't think we have to go by the odds。' He locked eyes; first; with the US Marines Major and then with the Royal Marines Major from the Special Boat Squadron。 Ч lead。 We draw up the main plan together。 I want five of your Marines; Major; and five SBS; Major;〃 turning to each man as he spoke。 They both nodded solemnly。 〃As for weapons; well; there's likely to be killing … regretful; but I see no other way … and I think some of that killing's got to be silent。 Have we any hand…guns with silencers?'
 It was Mike Carter who answered。 'We can provide Brownings and H & Ks with modified noise reduction units。'
 'Right;' Bond nodded。 'Everyone will carry either a Browning or an H & K。 I want one man from each unit to be armed with a sub…machine…gun。 Any H & К MP5s。 Mike?'
'MP5s; 5Ks; Uzis; you name it; we got it。'
 〃K…Bar knives for the US Marines; usual Sykes…Fairbaim for SBS。 Flash…bangs?' he asked Carter; meaning stun grenades。
'Whatever you need。'
 'Two each; and some tear…gas grenades。 We'll go in with masks on。 Now; the actual tactics; and here we're going to have to guess a lot。 We have to ask where we would put people on that ship to keep watch。 I know the girl in charge; and she's no fool。 But she'll probably act predictably。'
'Then she'll let some of the girls rest for pan of the time;' the
SBS officer ssu'd。
 'Maybe。 They'll be highly stressed; whatever; and; therefore; more dangerous。 I'd say she'd only let three of the girls rest at one time。 That gives her eleven … twelve with Mr Speaker; and 1 really don't know how good he'll be in a tangle。'
 'She'll stay on duty all the time?' the US Marine Corps officer asked。
 Bond nodded; with a smile; 'Clover is probably able to keep going without sleep for another forty…eight hours。 So; if you were her; where would you put your troops?〃
 They talked it out carefully; using logic; then going back and looking at it in the most perverse manner。 In the end; they decided that Bond had been right about the psycho being with the VIPs; plus a guard outside。 They put two more on the main deck; one patrolling for'ard and one aft。 Two on the bridge; probably armed with sub…machine…guns; and two; similarly armed; in Flight Operations。 This way they would have the whole main deck covered; fore and aft。
 There were a total of five panionways leading down from the island to the first deck; where they thought the VIPs were being held。 'One at the foot of each panionway?' Bond asked。
 'Either at the foot or nearby。' the SBS officer agreed。 The USMC Major nodded。
 'We can probably pinpoint what kind of defence they've got on the main deck; even; possibly in the island and down on the first level。' They all looked up as Mike Carter suddenly revealed this information。
 Bond saw it at once。 The base; he suspected; was now used for major intelligence gathering: the electronics and the massive golf…balls had told him that。 'You can scan the ship for us?'
 'We can try。' Carter tapped a pencil against the table。 'We've got several nice four…fanned P36s here stuffed full of the latest reconnaissance hardware。 We can do a recce about an hour before you go in。 They can see through any thing…and it's going to be dark t

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