Excerpt: Soldiers of Armageddon (working title)

The control room back in New York was silent for seven tenths of a second, then exploded into noise. Everyone was shouting orders. Breathing heavily, Tom ignored everyone and focused on the screens. He rewound all the feeds back five seconds, then played them in slow motion. It took him two minutes and twenty seven seconds, but he found it. He set it to loop and threw it up onto the big screen at the front. The room fell silent.
“What the hell is that Sipes?” Tom looked up at the three star General, took a deep breath, and carefully adjusted his vocal chords before answering.
“That is the suicide bomber that just murdered my wife…Sir.”