Mel Odom - Apocalypse crucible

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This is the most successful Christian-fiction series ever.

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Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins are doing for Christian fiction what John Grisham did for courtroom thrillers.

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The authors style continues to be thoroughly captivating and keeps the reader glued to the book, wondering what will happen next. And it leaves the reader hungry for more.

Christian Retailing

Combines Tom Clancylike suspense with touches of romance, high-tech flash and Biblical references.

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Its not your mamas Christian fiction anymore.

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Wildly popularand highly controversial.

USA Today

Bible teacher LaHaye and master storyteller Jenkins have created a believable story of what could happen after the Rapture. They present the gospel clearly without being preachy, the characters have depth, and the plot keeps the reader turning pages.

Moody Magazine

Christian thriller. Prophecy-based fiction. Juiced-up morality tale. Call it what you like, the Left Behind series now has a label its creators could never have predicted: blockbuster success.

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Desecration
The Remnant
Armageddon
Glorious Appearing
Coming Soon: Prequel and Sequel

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Soon
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Copyright 2004 by Tyndale House Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved.

Cover photograph 2003 Creatas/PictureQuest. All rights reserved.

Author photo by Michael Patrick Brown

Written and developed in association with Tekno Books, Green Bay, Wisconsin.

Designed by Dean H. Renninger

Edited by James Cain

Published in association with the literary agency of Alive Communications, Inc. 7680 Goddard Street, Suite 200, Colorado Springs, CO 80920.

Published in association with the literary agency of Sterling Lord Literistic, New York, NY.

This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of either the author or the publisher.

Left Behind is a registered trademark of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Odom, Mel.

Apocalypse crucible Mel Odom.font>

p. cm. (Apocalypse series)
ISBN 0-8423-8776-5 (sc)
1. Rapture (Christian eschatology)Fiction. 2. End of the worldFiction. I. Title.

PS3565.D53A855 2004

2004000464 813.54dc22

Printed in the United States of America
07 06 05 04
5 4 3 2 1

Contents

United States 75th Army Rangers Temporary Post
Sanliurfa, Turkey
Local Time 0403 Hours

Incoming!

First Sergeant Samuel Adams Goose Gander heard the cry from the spotter/sniper teams he had set up along the nearby rooftops. As the warning was repeated over the radio communications system his team used, he gathered his thoughts, feeling the adrenaline slam through his system.

All right, Rangers, Goose barked over the ear/throat headset he wore, stand sharp.

Standing sharp, First Sergeant, one of the nearby soldiers responded. Others chimed in, letting Goose know they had heard him. Despite the constant threat they had been under for days, all of the men stood tall and solid. They were men Goose had trained, men he had placed on special assignment, and men he had promised to die with if that should become necessary.

Goose stood behind the barricade of cars and farm equipment the Rangers had set up at the edge of the city when they had arrived in Sanliurfa two days ago. The soldiers had barely escaped an avalanche of Syrian troopsSoviet-made tanks, a horde of infantrymen, and squadrons of jet fighters.

Since then, United States military personnel as well as the remaining local citizenry had added to the barricade, using abandoned vehicles and everything else that came to hand. The military teams and the locals fighting for their homes stayed busy filling sandbags and shoring up the defenses. Sandbags filled the cracks and crevices, made machinegun nests, and reinforced primary buildings used for defense and tactical information. For the time being, all roads south out of Sanliurfa were closed.

The Syrians were coming. Everyone knew it. Their arrival was only a matter of time. Apparently, that time was fast approaching.

Goose closed down the manpower and equipment lists hed been reviewing on his PDA and tucked the device inside a protected pocket on his belt at his back. The low-lit LCD screen had temporarily robbed him of his full night vision, but he had to check it. A sergeant should always know where his men and materials were, and where they were needed. The PDA made that task almost doable.

He ran a practiced eye down the line of soldiers who stood at battlefield positions along the barricade. Like him, they wore the battledress uniforms they had worn for days. All of the BDUs showed hard use in the form of rips and tatters covered by a layer of the everpresent dirt and grit that shifted across the sun-blasted lands. Every man in the field had been under fire during the last three days.

Theyd had neither the time nor supplies to allow them the luxury of rest or fresh clothing. Thankfully, theyd had plenty of socks, and Goose had seen to it that each man changed socks frequently. A foot soldier was only as good as his feet. An infantry that couldnt march was no help to an army seeking survival and was often a burden.

Goose took pride in the way his men stood at their posts despite their hardships. His unit was undermanned, underequipped, and too far away from reinforcements that wouldnt have been sacrificed on Sanliurfa anyway. Sanliurfa, the City of Prophets, was a stopgap, a strategic position that would be given up at a dear price when the time came. The American forces planned to give the outlying troops a window of opportunity, a chance to put together a counteroffensive against the Turkish juggernaut rolling up out of the south. Despite the knowledge that they were already paying a hefty blood price for something they could never hold, Gooses Rangers stood tall and proud and vigilant.

Holding his M-4A1 assault rifle in his right hand, his finger resting on the trigger guard and not on the trigger, as his father had trained him even before hed first put on the uniform of a United States fighting man seventeen years ago, Goose trotted down the barricade line.

His left knee ached as he moved. Hed sustained the original injury years ago in a war with Iraq. The military doctors had put everything back together as best they could, declaring him fit for duty. Then, only three days ago, hed reinjured his knee, just before the Syrian armys unprovoked attack against the Turkish army forced 3rd Battalions 75th to retreat from the Turkish-Syrian border. During that engagement, in what Goose believed to be a completely unrelated happening, a large percentage of the worlds population had disappeared without explanation.