Feel like giving The Malacca Incident a go? If you're sitting on the fence, have a read of the below, just a small sample from the Introduction chapter.
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They had just started their trudge back when a faint thumping noise began to echo across the dunes. They all looked around, confused by the noise, which was seemingly coming from everywhere and yet nowhere as it reverberated off the sand dunes around them. It started to grow louder with each moment, the thumping becoming more distinctive. Hashem was the first to recognise it. ‘We should run!’ he yelled at his friends.
They all started to move, fear suddenly fuelling their flight. But it was already too late. Before they could crest the dune, two black buzzing aircraft zoomed over their heads, throwing sand into their faces. The thumping helicopter blades overwhelmed every other sound, making it almost impossible to hear each other. Sand blasted against them, blinding all three, the sting of the fast-moving granules beating against their skin. Then, the gale suddenly lifted, and they were relieved to find the sand dropping back to earth slowly, the roar of the engines receding.
Hashem looked up, spitting sand from his mouth as he saw them: two black helicopters hovering a short distance away, missile pods and cannon aimed at them. A surge of fear washed over him in that instant. Little did they realise they’d simply be the first victims in a long list of casualties, all fighting over the same broken missile laying in the Iranian desert.
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Hope you enjoy,
Jack.
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