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conversations.value: Give me a plot for a book about Rainbow, Chavez, Popov entitled Rainbow Six.
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conversations.value: Rainbow Six (novel): Central Intelligence Agency operative John Clark and Domingo Chavez join Special Air Service (SAS) officer Alistair Stanley in forming an elite multinational counter-terrorist unit known as Rainbow, based in Hereford, United Kingdom.\nThe unit consists of a highly effective and cohesive pair of operational squads, supplemented by intelligence and technological experts from the SAS.\nClark is the commanding officer, while Chavez leads one of the two squads.\nThe first deployment of Rainbow involves Chavez\' squad in the rescue of hostages during a botched bank robbery in Bern, Switzerland.\nSeveral weeks later, Chavez is deployed to Germany, where a group of left-wing German terrorists have taken over the schloss of a wealthy Austrian businessman, Erwin Ostermann, in order to obtain imaginary "special access codes" to the international trading markets.\nThrough careful planning and negotiating, the terrorists are persuaded to take their hostages out to a waiting helicopter, presumably to make their getaway.\nOn their way to the helicopter, Rainbow\'s disguised shooters ambush and kill them.\nClark and his colleagues become suspicious about this flurry of activity from older terrorists.\nUnbeknownst to them, radical eco-terrorists from a biotechnology firm called the Horizon Corporation have orchestrated the previous attacks, having hired ex-KGB officer Dimitriy Popov to foment the incidents.\nThe increase in terror attacks helps their security firm land a contract during the Olympic Games in Sydney, Australia.\nFrom within the Olympic security apparatus, they plan to launch a sophisticated bioweapon attack intended to wipe out the majority of the human race.\nThe conspirators, staunch environmentalists, believe that the great proliferation of humanity is destroying the biosphere and that the optimum number of humans in the world should not exceed half a million.\nTherefore, the "excess" billions must be killed off.\nThe plan is to use the Olympics where people from virtually every country in the world are gathered, and infect athletes and spectators with a mutated form of Ebola which they would carry back to their countries.\nWhen the disease starts breaking out in various countries, the Horizon Corporation would announce that it had fortunately developed a vaccine and is set to produce it on a large scale, and be hailed as a savior.\nThe world\'s governments would hurriedly organize giving the supposed vaccine to their entire populations.\nBy the time it is realized that in fact it was the disease itself, it would be too late - the whole of humanity would be dead or dying, except for the "chosen few" who would get the real vaccine and who would inherit the emptied world.\nThe fanatic conspirators, bearing no personal animosity to the billions they plan to kill, are utterly convinced of the justness of their act and think of it as "saving the world" -e, saving the environment and the biosphere from the encroachment of destructive humanity.\nAll this remains hidden in the background, while Popov learns about Rainbow - whereupon he directs members of the Provisional Irish Republican Army to take over a local hospital in Hereford near Rainbow\'s base, take Clark and Chavez\'s wives hostage, and ambush one of Rainbow\'s squads.\nRainbow and the SAS retake the hospital, capturing some of the terrorists.\nInterrogation reveals Popov\'s involvement in instigating the attack.\nNow the focus of a manhunt, Popov is kept hidden at Horizon\'s secret base in Kansas.\nUpon learning about the planned Olympic attack (and realizing that he has been deceived about the true nature of his employment), an appalled Popov escapes the compound and contacts Clark.\nFortunately, Chavez is present at the Olympics as a security consultant and manages to thwart the attack.\nTheir plans destroyed, the eco-terrorists retreat to their refuge deep in the Brazilian rain forest, hoping to negotiate a deal to return to the United States.\nClark, knowing that they may never be put on trial, tracks down the Brazilian hideout and deploys Rainbow to the location.\nAfter Rainbow defeats the eco-terrorists\' militia force and destroys their facility and supplies, Clark has the survivors stripped naked and left to die, taunting them to "reconnect with nature".\nWhen no survivors resurface in nearby towns, one agent notes that although people try to preserve nature, nature is not known for returning the favor.
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conversations.value: Give me the first four paragraphs for this book.
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conversations.value: Rainbow Six
  Clark nodded. "Probably not. You know, we have to try harder to get one of these people alive. Kinda hard to interrogate a corpse."
  Clark shrugged. "Maybe Carlos knows something they need. Maybe he has a stash somewhere that they want, or information, or contact numbers, maybe even cash—there's no telling, is there?"
  Noonan moved his hand away, but the pointer stayed right on Chavez. "Damn, this is slick. It's supposed to track the electromagnetic field generated by the human heart. It's a unique low-frequency signal... doesn't even get confused by gorillas and animals...."
  The gadget looked like a ray-gun pistol from a '30s science-fiction movie, with a slim antenna wire out the front and a pistol grip underneath. It swung on a frictionless bearing, drawn to the signal it received. Noonan moved away from Chavez and Covington, and headed for the wall. There was a secretary sitting right... there. The gadget locked on her. As he walked, it stayed pointed at her, through the blank wall.
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conversations.value: Give me two more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Bellow shook his head. "No, I think of my job as keeping people alive. I'm a physician, Tim. I am not allowed to kill people or to help others to kill people. I swore an oath on that one a long time ago. You have guns. Other people around that corner have guns. I don't want any of you to get killed. There's been enough of that today, hasn't there? Tim, do you enjoy killing people?"
  Bellow shrugged. "It was mainly luck. He's a little overwhelmed by all this, and he's not thinking very well. They want a bus."
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conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.. End with the sentence ' Looking down one last time, he saw that all the eyes down there were following the Night Hawk as it headed east.'.
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conversations.value: Connolly was fast, but not a miracle worker. The generator room he left alone. As it turned out, the hardest thing to take care of was the freezer in the main building. For this he borrowed a Hummer—there were a bunch of them here—and used it to ferry two oil drums into the building. There being no time for niceties, Connolly simply drove the vehicle through the glass walls. Meanwhile, Malloy and his helicopter ferried half the team back to Manaus and refueled before returning. All in all, it took nearly three hours, during which time the prisoners said virtually nothing, didn't even ask for water, hot and uncomfortable as it was on the frying-pan surface of the runway. Clark didn't mind—it was all the better if he didn't have to acknowledge their humanity. Strangest of all to him, these were educated people, people whom he could easily have respected, except for that one little thing. Finally, Connolly came striding over to where he was standing, holding an electronic box in his hand. Clark nodded and cued his tactical radio.
  And slowly they did. Some disrobed quickly, some slowly and uncomfortably, but one by one they piled their clothing up in the middle of the runway. Carol Brightling, oddly, wasn't the least bit modest about the moment.
  Without a word, Connolly started flipping switches on his box. The first thing to go was the fuel tank. The twin charges blew a pair of holes in the side of the tank. That ignited the diesel fuel, which blew out of the tank like the exhaust from a rocket, and propelled the tank straight into the power house, less than fifty meters away. There the tank stopped and ruptured, pouring burning #2 diesel fuel over the area.
  They couldn't see the freezer area in the main building go, but here as well, the diesel fuel ignited, ripping out the wall of the freezer unit and then dropping part of the building on the burning wreckage. The other buildings went in turn, along with the satellite dishes. The headquarters-residence building went last, its poured concrete core resisting the damage done by the cratering charges, but after a few seconds of indecision, the core snapped at the ground-floor level and collapsed, bringing the rest of the building down with it. Over a period of less than a minute, everything useful to life here had been destroyed.
  You could always tell, Clark remembered from his time in 3rd SOG. There were those who got out of the Huey and ran into the bush, and there were those who lingered to watch the chopper leave. He'd always been one of the former, because he knew where the job was. Others only worried about getting back, and didn't want the chopper to leave them behind. Looking down one last time, he saw that all the eyes down there were following the Night Hawk as it headed east.