EXCERPT from "BLACK EAGLE FORCE: Sacred Mountain" Chapt. 14.

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"The explosions and vibrations have almost stopped," Vivian said as she placed her ear against the wall.   "Maybe we should open the door."
  "I think not. All the explosions were outside. I suspect the Black Eagle Force was taking care of all the external defenses. The fighting will move inside now," President Thompson said. "Let's stay put. If Cojone can't find us, he can't use me as a hostage or human shield."
  "I see your point—it's getting a bit stuffy in here, don't you think?"
  "A little. We'll just have to tough it out. Maybe it won't be too much longer. Sit down here beside me, let's conserve our energy."
  Vivian moved away from the door and sat down against the wall beside Annette. Her eyes began to fill with tears.
   "Why are you crying, Vivian?"
   "Oh, Annette, I can't tell you how many times I almost gave up all hope and thought about doing away with myself. The church says suicide is a grave sin and that our body is the property of God—a gift to all the world, but Javier is such an evil, horrid, horrid man. I knew that one day he would take a new girl as favorite and I would be handed down to his underlings or sold," she said as she buried her face in her hands.
   Annette put her arm around Vivian's shoulders.
   "Vivian, I admire your strength so much. I need you to be strong for just a little while longer. My faith tells me we will be rescued soon—pray with me. Are you familiar with the 23rd Psalm?"
  Vivian raised her tear streaked face, nodded and looked at Annette.
  "I can see why you are the leader of your people," she said as she raised up so she could kneel and clasped her hands.
   Annette knelt beside her and they began to pray together.
   "The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: For thou art with me; Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever. In Jesus's name we pray."
   Vivian crossed herself and turned to Annette.
  "Thank you."
   "No, it is I who should thank you," the President said as she embraced Vivian.

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EXCERPT from "Return of the Starfighter", Chapt. 8

AIRSPACE OVER EAST CHINA SEA
Sunday, November 10th

"Max, clear to launch the Eagles," Kit transmitted over the intercom.
   "Copy clear to launch," replied the burly Loadmaster and Flight Engineer.
   Like most BEF members, he was cross trained to handle multiple jobs. Max checked the safety strap attached to his harness one last time before he turned on the low level red lighting and killed the bright halogen lights that lit the cargo bay like day. He grasped the aft ramp lever and pulled it down the center position. Outside, the clamshell doors of the C-5M empennage opened and the massive ramp began to lower. The noise inside the long cargo bay was deafening, as if a thousand angry hornets were circling. Each BEF Eagle had all eight Rotopower engines idling and even at low power, the spinning blades and exhausts created a mini maelstrom inside. Max eyeballed Dare in the left seat of Eagle One. Dare gave him a thumbs-up. Max responded by engaging the track system mounted in the cargo bay floor. All four Eagles moved in unison until Dare's lead aircraft was on the ramp, level and extending out into the darkness. Max formed a signal resembling football goal post with his arms, then lowered his forearms until they were in a level position.
   "Here we go. Bull give me rear struts down and locked," Dare said in response to Max's hand signals.
   "You got it," he replied as he shifted the mechanical lever down and pushed it in.
   The M600/A nacelle struts responded to the hydraulic pressure on the internal bellcranks, and in seconds, the rear struts were completely horizontal. Titanium locking pins slid into place to assure strut rigidity. Kit observed the amber In Transit lights were replaced by green Locked indications that extinguished after five seconds.
   "Down and green," Kit stated.
   "Down and green confirmed," Dare said as he gave Max another thumbs-up signal.
   Max spun his upraised index finger in small circles near his head. Dare took control of the centrally mounted single control stick with his right hand as his left hand eased the four throttles forward. With slight back pressure on the stick, the four nacelles at the end of the wing-like struts tilted upward until they reached the maximum forty-five degree point. A set of parallel louvers at the rectangular back end of the nacelles were computer commanded to a full down position to allow the craft to lift off vertically. Dare adjusted power to near maximum until the green Weight on Wheels light faded.
"We're flying, Boss," Bull said matter-of-factly.
"Roger," Dare said as he focused on the extremely hazardous portion of the launch.
Max snapped a salute that was returned by Bull in the WSO seat. Dare increased the stick back pressure, allowing the louvers to creep ever so slightly forward and inching the Eagle rearward. Three seconds later both men could see the aft edge of the ramp.
   "Gear up," commanded Dare.
   "Gear coming up," replied Bull as he grasp the small clear acrylic tire on a lever and pulled it out then up to the retract position.
   Dare eased back on the throttles, causing the Eagle to sink and separate from Mama Bird. The tiny dark gray craft rocked hard a couple times when it hit turbulent air beneath the Galaxy, then smoothed out as it leveled off one hundred feet beneath the huge ship.
   "Gear up and locked, after take off check list complete."
   "Roger, checklist complete," replied Dare as he banked left and headed out to a pre- briefed position some five hundred feet from Mama Bird.
   "Can I breathe now?" A very nervous Kim Wu asked.
   "Sure. You can also quit crushing my hand," replied Tze Yen seated beside her in one of the two rear seats.
   Kim sheepishly released his hand, not realizing she had grabbed it instinctively during the launch.
   "You guys do this every mission?"
   "Yep. Sometimes twice, " he said smiling. "It gets easier. Just wait 'till we dock."
           "Joy… Looking forward to it."

 
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Buck Stienke and Ken Farmer take an intriguing premise and run hard with it in their new novel, Eye of the Storm. From the rattle of 50s to the smooth whine of the engines on their near-future aircraft, the book sings with authenticity and action. Readers will lose sleep with this one - I know I did.

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BLACK EAGLE FORCE - SACRED MOUNTAIN Synopsis

                                                    BLACK EAGLE FORCE - Sacred Mountain
                                                                  Buck Stienke & Ken Farmer

                                                                                Synopsis

BLACK EAGLE FORCE - Sacred Mountain: fiction novel, word count - 109,066 words.
Genre - military/action/aviation/techno/thriller. Sacred Mountain is the second in the Black Eagle Force series.

Black Eagle Force - A group of heroic men and women consisting primarily of elite former military special operations experts and crack pilots who protect American interests and fight evil wherever it exists. Formed by direction of President Reagan in 1986 as a Black Ops quick strike organization and contracted to the Department of Defense. Their motto is: Semper Paro Bellum (Always Ready for War).


President Annette Henry Thompson, the first woman president of the United States has been kidnapped by Mexican and al Qaeda terrorists. Secretary of Defense Baker tasks Dare Phillips and the Black Eagle Force to go deep into Mexico in the southern Serria Madres mountains to effect her rescue. The BEF is in the air within thirty minutes of the abduction with their giant C-5M airborne carrier, four Black Eagle VTOL M600/A fighters and twenty-four members of their ground force, the Raptors, with their massive 180 pound war dog, Bear.
May God have mercy on the terrorist's souls, because the Black Eagle Force will not. Thrills, action, danger, treachery, romance, tragedy and surprises! It's all in Black Eagle Force - Sacred Mountain.

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