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“Be ready, Jack,” Caine grated

The forklift flew Like an invisible god had kicked it It hurtled in a straight line So fast, it broke the sound barrier with a loud bang that was immediately sed up in the far louder crash of steel and iron blowing a hole through concrete

“How strong you think that fuel rod is?” Caine asked

“Are you insane?” Diana cried

“Just in a hurry,” Caine said

Drake squeezed the trigger

A line of bullets chewed concrete just in front of Dekka

Drake fought the recoil and raised the weapon just slightly, and the i death

Suddenly Drake was on his back The gun, still in his hands, was blazing away at the ceiling

A wheel bounced crazily around the room then fell onto a desk with a loud crash

Drake let go of the trigger He scrambled to his feet He looked at the wheel, unable to h the air, through the hole?

Orc

Drake ejected the azine and racked in a replacement He was bruised and shaken but not badly hurt He crept back to the hole, cautious lest so in

Dekka was no longer on the ground

Orc was…