Destroy the Kentucky
CHAPTER ONE NATO Air Force Base, Scotland
This night security was doubled.
Armed soldiers covered the airfield and the surrounding woods from guard towers twenty feet over the tarmac. Automatic weapons twitched like deadly divining rods covering the dead zone between perimeter fences topped with barbed wire and razor sharp concertina coil. In the shadows, restless guard dogs pulled at their sharp-eyed handlers’ leashes, scurrying back and forth, panting hotly.
The reason for all...