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“Dark night, there’s a land tank over there!”
Оглавление“Alone?” Ryan demanded pointedly.
“No, wait, there’s two of ’em! Big as anything I’ve ever seen. Some smaller wags, too. Couldn’t get a good look.”
“Is the war wag an APC?” Krysty asked, squinting to try to see past the conflagration.
“Converted trucks,” J.B. said, lowering the longeyes. “Machine gun blasters, rocket pods on the roof, and what sure as shit looks like a radar dish.”
“Just sitting there, or is it turning?” Ryan asked.
“Turning steadily.”
“That means it’s probably working,” Ryan muttered, a hard smile crossing his face. “That’s gotta be Trader.”
“Indeed, logic dictates it to be so,” Doc rumbled, and then added, “How can we assist him in this internecine battle?”
“Their fight is about as civil as a jihad, ya old coot,” Mildred shot back. “This unknown Trader may be somebody we can trust, or not. But we know for a fact that Gaza is a mad dog and the sooner he’s wearing grass for a hat the better.”
