Mammoth Dawn by Kevin J. Anderson, Gregory Benford Page B

Ice Age. But Geoffrey Kinsman and his Evos had vehemently cited this as proof that people are already vulnerable to resurrected plants and their toxins.
    Cassie is interrupted by Zach Browder, ostensibly for business reasons to discuss the scheduling and staffing of several new Helyx-sponsored Library of Earth specimen-gathering missions. Cassie has compiled databases of desired samples, sending requests to zoos around the world that have rare animals in captivity. Saving the world is a full-time job.
    But there is also romantic tension in the air. As far as Cassie is concerned, their relationship is over, but Zach doesn’t want to let it go.
    O O O
    Now that Kinsman has spoken to the Senate Committee—a showcase speech, from which he expected to make no tangible progress—he understands that he must take his Evos into a new phase of active sabotage again.
    He has had it with politicians and lawyers, though some of them do see his side of things. It was no accident that he was never charged with the murder of Helen Pierce at the Montana Ranch. Kinsman has tried to go through regular channels, but in his mind the government wants to hold meetings to discuss the dangers of fire, while the resurrection work is already a blaze out of control. Luckily, many of the Evos feel the same way. The front is here , in the corrupted Alaskan wild, the only place where they can make the necessary impact.
    A low-flying unmarked plane drops Kinsman and his team into the wilds, decked with new outdoor gear and wilderness survival supplies (surprisingly modern military gear, more than any group of protesters should be able to afford). Kinsman follows a tracker signal and discovers a mysterious stash of air-dropped crates in the dense forests outside the Resurrection Preserve.
    Kinsman is accustomed to roughing it, to slipping through the wilderness, leaving no trail. Opening the crates, the Evos find sophisticated and expensive state-of-the-art weapons, along with plenty of ammunition. The reader will suspect that this equipment is far better than anything this small fringe group should have; much of it is not even on the market (black market or otherwise).
    Kinsman distributes the stash of weapons to his teammates. “We can be a thorn in Alex Pierce’s side … and then a stake through his heart.”
    O O O
    Zach Browder runs the perimeter fence line of the Preserve, upset with Cassie’s growing coldness and subconsciously resenting Alex. As he has done many times before, Zach easily finds ways to justify his actions.
    His job is to keep watch, to make immediate repairs, to check the security zones. He flies in a small “chopter,” a lightweight 2-person helicopter, on his patrol. Setting down near one of the fence substations, he goes out to tinker with the generators, and it soon becomes apparent that he is subtly sabotaging it; he sets a specific delay to bring down a certain section of the sonic fence for a limited time. He changes the frequency on his radio and transmits a brief OK signal. “Mr. Galaev, your people will have an hour before the fence goes back up. Don’t be late.” “Acknowledged.”
    He has been involved in some of Gregor’s poaching and black-market activities and knows Cassie would hate him if she ever found out. But since she has cooled toward him and broken off their relationship, he has rationalized more and more. After all, he sees no harm in what he’s doing. He remembers when their team was scraping out a few dollars at a time and begging civic clubs for donations. Pure idealism never got him anywhere. Yes, this is better.
    He flies away in his chopter and in a clearing in the dense forest he looks down to see a large bloody carcass and the signs of a battle in the snow. Warily setting the chopter down, he climbs out to see a dead Kodiak bear—more massive than the largest grizzly—torn to pieces. Zach can’t imagine what could possibly have done this to such a monster.
    Around him is eerie silence.