Читать книгу The Angry Sea - James Deegan - Страница 39
ОглавлениеTHE LOSS OF THE Cuerpo Nacional de Policía helicopter was not immediately confirmed, but there is only one obvious reason why such an aircraft might have both suddenly dropped below the radar horizon and lost radio contact, and the controllers in Seville were immediately alarmed.
They made contact with the amphibious assault ship SPS Juan Carlos I, which had a section of marines aboard a long-range NH Industries NH90 some twenty minutes away and closing in on the Lucky Lady, and asked for a local SITREP.
In London, Justin Nicholls and the rest of the MI6 leadership watched the situation develop.
The Policía chopper had disappeared at 14:24hrs BST, and repeated radio messages had gone unanswered.
At 14:40hrs, the Juan Carlos aircraft arrived at its last known location and reported debris and at least one body in the sea.
It then departed in pursuit of the yacht, which was by now some thirty-five kilometres off the coast of Morocco.
The Royal Navy of Morocco, meanwhile, had a French-built VCSM fast boat and a Floréal-class frigate, the Hassan II, out on exercise to the east. After liaising with the Spanish, those craft were now steaming west to try to intercept the terrorists. The Hassan had had its Panther helicopter up, but the ship’s captain now recalled it, understandably wary of letting it get within shooting distance of the yacht, which was heading at maximum speed towards Morocco’s northern coast.
‘What’s their game?’ murmured C. ‘They must know they’re going to be caught.’
‘They don’t care, do they?’ said the head of the Spanish desk. ‘They’re hoping to ram something and go out in a blaze of glory.’
‘So why go to the trouble of taking hostages?’ said Justin Nicholls. ‘Why not just kill them on the beach?’