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I won't swear to any details; I was busy. I had taken a bead on the gunner
on the side toward me and was about to squeeze off one of my precious shots when
I checked fire; his weapon was depressed, he was attacking our attackers. He was
using an energy weapon-laser, particle beam, I don't know-as all I saw of each
bolt was the parasitic flash... and the result.
The big doughnut spun around a quarter turn; I saw the other pair, driver
and gunner, on the other side-and this gunner was trained on us. His projector
flashed.
I got him in the face plate.
Then I tried for his driver, got him (I think) at the neck joint. Not as
good as punching a hole in his face plate but, unless he was equipped to make a
difficult patch fast, he was going to be breathing the thin stuff in seconds.
The doughnut spun all the way around. As it stopped I got the other gunner
a nanosecond before he could get me. I tried to line up for a shot at the driver
but could not get steady on target and had no ammo to waste. The doughnut
started to roll, away from us, east-picked up speed, hit a boulder, bounced
high, and disappeared over the horizon.
I looked back down at the other rolligon. In addition to the two we had
killed in the first exchange, still sprawled in the car, there were five bodies
on the ground, two to starboard, three to port. None looked as if he would ever
move again
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