“You ain’t shown much,” Mac said shortly.
Jak shrugged, then turned his back and followed his companions. It left Mac with
a turning stomach and a foreboding that things weren’t perhaps to be as simple
as he had hoped.
Farther down the way, Tod had come to a halt. The giant waved the heavy blaster
in the general direction of the gap between the two sides of earth.
“Guess this is about the narrowest stretch,” he said, spitting over the edge.
“It’s no ravine at best, but this is as narrow as it gets.”
J.B. took off his glasses and polished them on his shirt. He peered over the
edge and across at the far side.
“What’s to stop us going across first and then waiting to attack you on the
other side?” he asked.
Tod grinned lopsidedly, revealing a row of broken yellow teeth. “This…” he said
simply before turning and taking aim with his giant blaster at a small piece of
scrub that was twenty yards across the gap.
The blaster exploded with a deafening roar that drowned out the background howl
of the storms for a second. It belched blue smoke and flame as it discharged a
load of shot from the large barrel. The recoil from such a charge had to be
enough to break an average man’s arm if the blaster was held one-handed, as Tod
held it, J.B. thought.
The giant didn’t even seem to notice that the weapon had fired.
Twenty yards away the scrub disappeared in a puff of what might have been dirt,
but might simply have been the splintering wood of the bushes disintegrating as
the mixed load of the charge hit it with tremendous force. The width of the
barrel showed in the wide spread of the charge, which pockmarked the ground
around the small scrub area.
Some of the debris that made up the load could be discerned as pieces of metal
glittering in the weak sunlight that filtered through the dust and chem clouds.
Nails, pieces and shards of metal from other weapons, household objects from
predark times…anything that could be pared down to pieces small enough to load
in the blaster.
Dean whistled, low and soft.
“Point made,” J.B. said simply. He had deliberately asked the question in order
to try to provoke such an action. Casting an eye around the other captors and
their homemade and home-repaired blasters, he made a rough mental assessment of
their collective firepower.
It was always useful to know. There was never such a thing as wasted
information. You never knew when your life might depend on the minutest scrap of
knowledge.
“Cool,” Tod said, grinning inanely through his broken teeth as he plucked
another cartridge from one of the large pockets on his coat. He snapped open the
large blaster, which operated on a simple hinge, like a modified shotgun, and
pushed the cartridge into the breech. It was a lumpy concoction of metal wrapped
in bulging cardboard that shouldn’t, in all logic, have worked. J.B. figured
that one day the blaster would just explode in the giant’s face.
“Let’s cut out the target practice and showing off, and just move,” Tilly said
flatly, her eyes burning contempt from her layers of rags.
Krysty stared at her defiantly. “Lady, you’ve got a real problem. You’re calling
all the shots here, so why don’t you lay off? What is it with you?”
“Oh, shit, bad question,” Mac whispered to the other two men with blasters.
Still they didn’t break their silence, just shaking their heads sadly while
keeping their blasters ready and aimed.
“You want to know my problem?” Tilly roared, springing forward with a
suddenness, violence and grace that took Krysty by surprise. Before Krysty had a
chance to move, Tilly had thrust her face into hers.
Ryan stiffened, keeping his eye on the men with blasters. Mildred shook her head
almost imperceptibly.
She, for one, would be interested to see what happened. Like J.B., she believed
that all information was useful. It was just that sometimes she wanted different
information.
“You want to know what’s the matter with me? You really want to see why I hate
you and your kind?”
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