Total War

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Already, he could see the lead vehicle of the four-truck caravan swerving into a U-turn under the withering machine gun fire from the half-track. Two of its wheels spun precariously near the ditch on the near side of the road, then the truck lumbered back onto the road, coming toward him. Emptying the H-K's thirty-round magazine Rourke crossed the road in a dead run, then hit the gravel on the drop-off side of the road, and threw down the H-K. His right hand, then his left, reached for one, then another of the brace of stainless steel Detonics .45 autos from under his coat.

Thumbing back the hammer on the scaled-down .45 in his right hand, he closed his fist tightly over the rubber Pachmayr grips. He triggered one round toward the cab of the truck. The pistol in his left hand spit fire at the same instant. Both shots connected. The driver's body bounced away from the wheel.

Rourke rolled back from the lip of the highway, sliding down along the edge of the steep slope. The truck was out of control and careening toward him. As it rocketed over the edge of the road, Rourke fired his pistols into the fuel tank, and the truck exploded. The blistering flames of the fireball scorched his face.

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