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The Mag Force 7 Book 1 - Knights Of The Black Earth, The
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"Thank heaven," he remarked to the Little One, "I was dressed for the occasion."
CHAPTER 39
ъ . . then you are like a rabbit on the loose, so the enemy cannot keep you out.
Sun Tzu, The Art of War
Laser fire burst around the PVC, but even the highpowered beam dries carried by the local cops couldn't penetrate the massive tank's nullgray steel armor. Xris kept up a steady stream of lascannon bursts that effectively cleared their path. Most of the police, seeing that their weapons had no effect, turned and ran, with the exception of one stalwart cop---either more courageous than his fellows or crazier--who leaped bodily onto the PќC as it roared across the hotel parking lot.
Once he was there, the cop clung to the glacis plate of the speeding, rocking tank, practically eyeball to eyeball with Xris in the turret. The cop brought up his handheld lasgun, aimed it directly at Xris. The blast, which would reflect off the shields, was liable to do more damage to the cop than it would to the cyborg.
Xris swiveled the lascannon around sharply, brushed off the cop as if he'd been a candidate for Olicien Pest Control services. Looking through the rearview cam, the last Xris saw of the cop, he was lying dazed on the pavement, muzzily shaking his head but otherwise unhurt.
The PVC rolled without further obstructions--at least that it couldn't climb over--up to the hotel
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