Bad Soldier: Danny Black Thriller 4 - Plot & Excerpts
He was also the only guy pissed at half past ten in the morning. He had managed to change out of his stinking, wet gear at Sigonella base, where he had been dropped before dawn that morning. But there had been no time to clean up properly – another military chopper was already waiting to take him to Palermo airport. Obviously the desk jockeys back at Hereford had received the instruction to get Tony’s arse out to Dubai as quickly as possible. Those motherfuckers hadn’t been idle. But Tony was too angry even to argue with the same Italian squaddie he’d been so rude to earlier that morning, whose unfortunate job it was to take possession of Tony’s weapons – there was no way of smuggling them on to an Alitalia flight – and hassle him on to the transport to Palermo. So although his clothes were clean, his body wasn’t. He stank of salt, cordite and sweat. And now booze. He’d been necking champagne from the breakfast menu ever since the flight to Dubai had taken off. And the more the prissy Italian air hostesses gave him dark looks and wrinkled their noses at his stink, the more he’d been inclined to keep necking it.
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