His mind was racing and his heart pounding as he sifted through all the options, but it looked hopeless. He hadn’t a clue where Amanda was being hel... captive or where to even begin looking for her. They said they’d be in touch again, but when? Fuck them... fuck Mr D and his perverted thugs. What the hell were they doing to Amanda right now?The hours slipped by but the adrenaline was still rushing in his bloodstream and Andy was in no fit state to think about sleeping. Suddenly, around 1.00am,. It’s what the rail gun is designed to shoot,” Mike said.Dale shook his head and asked, “What would happen if you launched a soda can?”“It would never reach the target. The heat generated would boil the liquid inside and it would explode,” Mike answered.“So what if it was solid metal?”“It would weight too much. It would launch, but its range would be about ten kilometers and would destroy the rails with each launch. That wouldn’t add much to their military capability,” Mike answered.Dale sat. Craig hardly dared breathe. He leant closer, trying to see more clearly but not wanting his face to appear in the window. As he watched her unclasp her bra, letting a pair of nicely sized boobs hang free, he suddenly remembered about his dad’s pair of binoculars. His dad was showing them to him only last week. He was wanting him to go for a hike up the Pentlands to look for a Red Kite. Well, this redhead was a much more exciting prospect.He quickly went and got them from his dad’s study and. We left Lisbon for Madrid Spain at 0700 on Tuesday to meet with the politicians for a photo op. Then it was on to their national police academy to discuss ideas on their training needs. After that, there was a meeting with the entire group that was coming to Fort Smith for training.There were lengthy discussions about where JBG command and operations functions were to be located. We finished out the afternoon at the US embassy giving the JBG team a review and audit.We then spent an hour filling.