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.“You shouldn’t be giving me orders.”“Authority? What nonsense,” Mac teased.“Whatever gave you that idea?”I laughed, yawned, and found a semi-comfortable position to sleep in on the blanket, trusting Dutch to wake us up if there was any trouble.I had long ago mastered the art of falling asleep quickly when given an opportunity to sleep, but I was no longer as young as I had been and the night was far from peaceful.The Warriors did everything from shooting random shots in our general direction to launching fireworks randomly into the air, sending new and strange noises echoing out over the land.It was an attempt to keep us awake, I knew, and it was working.It was so hard to just relax and fall asleep, these days…and I knew, now, just how some of the Generals had felt during the Iraq War.They probably had developed ulcers as well.It felt like nothing, as if no time had passed at all, but Dutch was shaking me awake as dawn started to break.The noise hadn’t faded at all, but it was all noise, no action beyond a sharply unpleasant sniper’s duel that had been going on for the last few hours.Patty and Stacy later told me that they’d won the duel against their evil counterparts, but they’d been pushed to the limit by a very good opponent.It was a shame that not all of the Warriors were just cannon fodder.“Wake up,” Dutch said, grimly.“Their reinforcements have arrived.”I shook myself, swallowed a mouthful of scalding hot coffee and pushed my binoculars to my eyes.I felt as if I’d drunk myself senseless the night before, but the sight before us made me sober up in a hurry.The Warriors had brought the full might of their army to play.“It’s the same at the other two posts,” Dutch said, grimly.“They tried to send small parties into the defences overland, but we picked them all off and killed them.This time, I think they’re going to go for the direct approach.”“Get the remainder of the defenders on the walls,” I ordered, tightly.The ground was covered with Warriors for as far as the eye could see.Perhaps, part of my tired mind wondered, Daniel hadn’t been that far wrong after all.“And contact Richard.Tell him we’re going to need him.”The Warriors howled their challenge and moved to the attack.Chapter FortyI have no problem with religion.Except when people follow them religiously.-Jonah FoxThis time, I realised numbly, they were playing it smarter.A dozen vehicles, ranging from a pair of massive trucks to more bulldozers, advanced towards us, while a withering hail of fire forced us to keep our heads down.I swore, watching as sparks bounced off the sides of the armoured trucks, and ordered the antitank weapons to take out the bulldozers.Our last antitank rounds lanced out and destroyed the bulldozers, along with the men crouching behind them, but the remainder of the vehicles kept advancing.Two of the trucks were riddled with machine gun fire – I allowed myself to imagine a slave carefully choosing substandard armour, just on the off-chance that the Warriors would attack someone who was armed to the teeth – and sputtered to a half, but it wasn't enough to stop the remaining vehicles.One by one, they reached the first defence line…and detonated.The resulting explosion blew a hole right through the wall.A second later, three more vehicles detonated, enlarging the breech.They really don’t care, I realised, in numb astonishment.At least a hundred Warriors had been killed by their own fucking fire and they didn’t seem to care for an instant.The death toll among the previous assaults would have been enough to discourage any rational commander from repeating it, but it seemed that the Warriors were not rational at all.Using their makeshift tanks, they advanced closer and closer, while the effects of the breech forced us to defend the wall [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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