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"Murphy!" Wallace barked, his tone harshened by the reception of the radio.
"Get yourself ready, boy we're coming in& now!"
He turned to the other sec men in the wag. "This is it, men, Operation
Munich."
The sec men exchanged puzzled and worried glances. "Now, sir?" one of them
asked in a nervous quiver.
"Hell, yeah!" the sec chief exclaimed, trying to hide his own nervousness
behind
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These scum can fight it out with the
Gen and his people, then we pick up the pieces and take control."
"Uh, how do we let the others know?" one of the nervous sec men asked.
"Word of mouth, boy," Murphy replied. "Now, heads up. It's all starting to
come down."
The sec door was grinding to life, rising slowly.
FROM HIS POSITION behind the arch, Ryan could see how slowly the door was
rising. And to his amazement he could see the sec men on the other side just
standing there, waiting for the door to finish its job. Standing unprotected
and without cover. He risked a backward glimpse, catching the astonished faces
of
J.B., Jak and Dean. It seemed so incredible that for a second they were all
frozen to inaction by the idiocy of Wallace's tactics.
Given time to reflect, Ryan would have realized that Wallace considered the
outsiders, and the friends, as no better than dirt. He was so obsessed with
his own superiority in the position of Gen that he couldn't believe anyone
could out think him. And he was slack from lack of actual combat.
But there was no time to reflect. There was only time for action. It was
Mildred who broke the spell. While the others gaped, she raised her ZKR in a
two-handed competition stance, feeling sheltered by the arch, and took aim.
The crack of the ZKR was high and clear, breaking across the low rumble of the
opening door. It was followed by the high-pitched scream of a sec man hitting
the concrete floor, his kneecap shattered into a bloody mess of shards by the
high-
velocity bullet.
It broke the spell. Falling to his belly, the Steyr raised slightly on his
shoulder, Ryan fired. Simultaneously J.B. had moved forward to get a better
sweep of fire with his M-4000, the barbed steel flechettes loaded into his
blaster spreading out in a deadly hail that ripped at the knees, thighs and
groins of the sec men on the other side of the door. The flechettes spelled
death rather than pain as they gouged
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The door was now three-quarters of the way up, the bodies of the sec men still
standing now fully exposed. In the confusion and mayhem, some of them still
had their blasters down. They died in a hail of slugs and shells from the
homemade blasters of the ville dwellers.
The shooting was erratic, and some of the raiding party forgot the tactics
they had been taught, lost in the blood lust and the heady excitement of a
victory that seemed within their grasp. They stepped into the open and were
mowed down by the surviving sec men, Uzi and H&K fire sweeping across the
space between the arches and the wags. Four of the raiding party caught the
last train west, and in his wag Murphy wondered what the hell was going on. He
and his own men were trapped.
Mildred continued to pick off sec men with clean, precise shots, as were
Krysty and Dean. Jak was distracted by the need to try to rein in some of the
raiding party before they were all wiped out, lessening the chance of
recovering Doc and reaching the mat-trans.
"BACK& BACK NOW!" The distorted voice of Wallace, using a bullhorn to issue
commands crackled and barked over the noise of blasterfire. In confusion the
remaining sec force started to pull back, covering themselves.
"Perfect," Murphy whispered to himself. "Go, go now. Let's get out of the
immediate area and get organized. I couldn't have expected more," he said to
Bailey, the driver.
"Sir, those are our men," Bailey replied in a quiet, shaken voice.
"Mebbe, but if we don't move, there won't be any left, will there?"
Bailey didn't answer. He slung the vehicle into first gear and touched the
accelerator. The wag moved beyond the open sec door, skidding on the concrete
floor, which was slick with the blood of their dead fellows. The second wag
automatically followed.
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It left the raiding party on its own, suddenly cut off without a visible enemy
and the echo of the firefight still ringing in its ears.
"HAVE WE GOT THEM on the run, or is there something going on here that we
don't know about?" Mac asked Ryan, looking puzzled. "There's no way that this
is the end, right?"
Ryan nodded. "Reckon there's something going on between Murphy and Wallace.
If we're lucky, then it might help us get what we want."
"And if we're not?"
"Then we might buy the farm," Ryan replied grimly.
They turned back to where J.B. and Jak were trying to subdue the triumphant
outsiders. Abner was one of the most vocal. Ryan cast a quizzical glance at
Mac, who shrugged.
"The old man hasn't been in a firefight for years. Guess he's just
overexcited,"
Mac said.
"He'd better calm down, or he'll get you all chilled," Ryan murmured.
Mac nodded.
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