"Evans,.Linda.-.Sleipnir" - читать интересную книгу автора (Evans Linda)

I'd ever gotten from Jehovah was a great big, fat silence, leaving
me to figure out ways to save my own rear end. That was the
trouble with godsЧ

Gary froze.

Instinctively, I did, too.

He stood slightly ahead of me in a deep patch of shadow. I was
near its edge, and had just been about to move out of it. I held my
breath and scanned the moonlit woods, although I knew what I'd
see even before I spotted them a heartbeat later.

And there they were.

I swallowed: half a dozen ragheads in black, hugging the shadows
under the trees, their AKs held at ready.

And I'd almost stepped out into that bright little patch of moonlight,
straight into their line of sight. . . .

We went to ground, flat on our bellies under rustling pine branches,
and watched them slip through the deep gloom between the trees.
They were headed away from the site, from the direction of Tower
Three. A scouting party that meant trouble later? Or part of a team
sent to eliminate the patrol?

ЧUs.

I clutched my empty M-16 in sweaty hands and listened to Gary's
breathing and the ragheads' careful footsteps. I was surprised they
hadn't heard us. Of course, I hadn't heard them either, and I knew
better than to spend patrol time woolgathering, dammit.

The ragheads stopped within spitting distance and began to
whisper among themselves. It sounded to me like an argument.
The evident leader said something really foul-sounding. The man
who'd raised an objection backed down. Then, just as they were
turning to go, a brittle, snapping sound loud as gunfire cracked
through the darkness from almost next to my ear.

Sweat popped out all over my belly and thighs. The ragheads
whirled and stared straight at us. Rifle barrels swung around into a
deadly line aimed less than a foot above our backs.

I willed the bright moonlight to blind them. . . .

Another loud snap came from near my right ear. What the hell was
it? I didn't dare lookЧdidn't even dare breathe.