CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
8:07 p.m. Korea Time (7:07 a.m. Eastern Daylight Time)
The Skies Above the Sea of Japan – Near the North Korean Coast
Ed Newsam breathed pure oxygen through a mask affixed to his face.
He sat alone on a bench inside the plane. His giant combat pack was belted to the front of him, his legs spread out around it. He had a submachine g*n belted to one side of him. It was a Korean Daewoo K7, a cheaper knockoff of the Heckler and Koch MP-5 that Ed had always loved so well. He had a stack of loaded thirty-round magazines for the g*n, stuffed in various pockets of his jumpsuit.
Strapped to his other side was his favorite weapon—the M79 grenade launcher. He had a dozen grenades for it. If the world was his canvas, the M79 was his paintbrush. There were also handguns mounte
