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Bolan was yanked to his feet and the tension in his throat and lower back made it obvious that his attacker was big, muscular and very strong. The Executioner tried to twist away from the headlock but his opponent’s muscle mass quickly cancelled the idea. Bolan had managed to hold on to his FNC, so he let his feet come off the ground as he rammed the stock between his legs. The grunt of pain was accompanied by a sudden loosening of the hold.

Bolan twisted inward and drove the stock into his opponent’s knee a second time. The blow caused the attacker to let go entirely. The Executioner didn’t wait to size up his assailant, instead swinging the weapon upward against the man’s chin.

Bolan produced the Desert Eagle in one fluid motion, and squeezed the trigger.