cutting down three of their pursuers and sending the rest diving for cover. Moments later the SAS men were mobile again, gunning their mopeds as they sped over the dusty terrain towards the hill where the Chinook was already landing, its rotors thundering in the night air. Lex and Jimbo took up defensive positions while Jock and Geordie manhandled Shepherd’s improvised stretcher onto the tailgate. The helicopter’s six-barreled M134 Minigun, operated by the co-pilot from the side window, unleashed a further torrent of fire at the Taliban pursuers as they closed on the hill. Geordie checked Shepherd’s dressing while Jock ran back for the Captain. He threw the body over his shoulder and ran back to the Chinook. Lex and Jimbo fired final bursts at the Taliban fighters and then threw themselves into the belly of the helicopter. There was a shout of ‘Go! Go! Go!’ and the Chinook’s still-bellowing engines wound up another octave and the airframe juddered and shuddered as the heli lumbered forward. Shepherd felt a sudden drop in the pit of his stomach as, engines screaming, the Chinook plunged off the hilltop and dropped. The whirling rotors fought to generate lift and then the helicopter started to climb. It climbed higher, swinging away from the pursuit, the tinny rattle of a few last rounds against its armoured fuselage fading as it climbed higher and set a course for the distant base at Bagram. Shepherd felt the stab of a morphine syrette in his arm. At once his agony began to fade into a hazy blur and he heard Geordie’s voice as if it was coming to him from the bottom of a well. ‘I need to get the bullet out and tie off some of these bleeders.’ Jock shouted over the roar of the engines. ‘We’re airborne. Geordie, do what you need to do.’ Geordie loomed over Shepherd. ‘Spider, I’m going to have to take the bullet out now so I can stem the bleeding.’ ‘Just do it,’ said Shepherd, and he gritted his teeth. Shepherd saw the glint of steel and felt the bite as the scalpel opened the wound further and Geordie began probing for the bullet. Shepherd grunted and turned to the side to see Lex looking at him, clearly concerned. Shepherd forced a smile. ‘There’s one good thing to come out of this,’ he said. ‘Yeah?’ said Lex. ‘What’s that?’ ‘At least I’ll be back with my family for Christmas.’ He closed his eyes and grunted as Geordie dug deep for the bullet. ###
Spider Shepherd left the SAS at the end of 2002 and joined an elite police undercover unit. You can read the first of his undercover adventures in Hard Landing, where he goes undercover in a high security prison to unmask a drugs dealer who is killing off witnesses to his crimes. The Spider Shepherd series continues with Soft Target, Cold Kill, Hot Blood, Dead Men, Live Fire, Rough Justice, Fair Game and False Friends.
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