"All right," Moreau barked, "fire on three."
Schindler had just finished fine-adjusting the crosshairs, the
rangefinder portion of the complex optical sight. With inflight
stability for the rocket provided by tail fins that folded out after
launch, the RPG-7 had a 500-meter range against static targets. Though
a crosswind could affect the accuracy, tonight, thankfully, there was
none. This one couldn't miss, if there wasn't a sudden gust.
He tested the trigger confidently, sights on the open doorway, and
hoped Moreau was right when he claimed the concussion grenade would
render anybody inside totally incapacitated.
His eyes on the target, he failed to notice a flashing green light that
had just clicked on next to the main antenna up above, atop the
mountain. . . .
. . . When jet fighters are launched from carriers, it is standard
practice to turn off an aircraft's radars until the planes are
airborne, the reason being that the energy in the intense
electromagnetic radiation can literally knock a man flat with an
invisible wave. Memorable things happened to the eyes and ears. In this
case, however, the radar could have no such total effect, since the
random clumps of trees down the hill scattered and diffused the energy.
It was, however, one of the most powerful radars on earth. . . .