Starfish Prime (Blackfox Chronicles Book 2)

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via the Orinoco River. 
    “Chen wanted to know when he could expect delivery of the C2 systems.” 
    The colonel was annoyed at being questioned by the hired help, but was proud of his accomplishments and he decided to indulge the man.
    “I brought them with me on the aircraft. The equipment will be shipped on a dedicated freightliner I had Tovar arrange. U nload them first. Have the laborers you hired do it as long as they are supervised by Chen’s team,” said Stal.  
    He leaned back into the soft glove-like leather of the rear seat and smiled, “I purchased the components from a bankrupt co mmercial space venture that the Chinese government shut down. It’s almost the complete mobile command system―hardware and software—but the crown jewel of the acquisition is commercial flight control software written by a team of developers formerly with the China National Space Administration,” he paused and took a long drink of water, other large missile components are arriving on the ship, I have a list.” Stal reached into his portfolio, removed a manifest and handed it to Van Achtenberg. “You need to ensure every component is accounted for, offloaded and transferred via eighteen-wheelers to the installation. See that the ground transportation does not stop anywhere between the port and the base.  Given the sensitivity of the cargo, any dwell time needs to be minimized,” said Stal.
    “Will do,” replied Van Achtenberg. 
    “If you can’t get this all done today, I’ll leave you in Bolivar so you can coordinate it tomorrow and I’ll go on to the installation,” said Stal. 
    “No problem, one of my lads is already at the port coordina ting the transshipment.” The colonel leaned back in the tall leather captain’s chair and started to close his eyes when a thought occurred to him. 
    “Who is providing security for the installation?”
    Van Achtenberg smiled broadly. “Chavez has given us priority for use of a National Guard company headquartered in Puerto Ayacucho, but we shouldn’t need them. I’ve brought in twenty-two of my best men from First Recce that will form a personal security detail for you and provide security to the base.”
    The colonel nodded, “my lodging?” 
    “Your quarters are in the old plantation house that sits on the edge of the launch complex. We had it thoroughly cleaned and fumigated, and stocked with food and drink per your dietary requirements, so I think you will be comfortable. Unfortunately, it is not air-conditioned, but I had a window unit installed in the bedroom. Regarding your requirements for an office, there is an old ice house on the property that was previously used as an office. It is air-conditioned, very well insulated, and hence soundproof. I had them hook it into the fiber circuit so you will be able to access the network from there, which should make things easier as the road to the launch site is subject to flooding. It will also make an adequate holding cell as there is a small windowless section that can be secured.” 
    “Excellent! I wish to talk with the medical worker who likes to share information with NGOs immediately.”
    “I will have him brought to you. Per our earlier discussion, we hired his daughter as your personal maid. He seemed visibly distraught when we took her.” said Van Achtenberg
    “Good” Stal’s interest suddenly peaked. “Perhaps that will better insure his cooperation. How old is she?”
    “A teenager―sixteen, I think.” 
    “Has anyone else touched her?” asked Stal. 
    “No. According to the girl’s mother, she’s a virgin.”
    The colonel smiled. “If things continue at this pace and there are no mistakes, we should be operational by the end of March,” said Van Achtenberg. 
    “We had better be. The Supreme Leader of the Iranian Armed Forces will be here on March thirty-first. The Iranians don’t deal well with disappointment.” 
    After they left Cuidad Bolivar, they would follow the path of

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