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Border, Breed, Nor
Birth
Mack Reynolds


I


El Hassan, would-be tyrant of all North Africa, was on the run.

His followers at this point numbered six, one of whom was a wisp of a
twenty-four year old girl. Arrayed against him and his dream, he knew,
was the combined power of the world in the form of the Reunited Nations,
and, in addition, such individual powers as the United States of the
Americas, the Soviet Complex, Common Europe, the French Community,
the British Commonwealth and the Arab Union, working both together
and unilaterally.

Immediate survival depended upon getting into the Great Erg of the
Sahara where even the greatest powers the world had ever developed
would have their work cut out locating El Hassan and his people.




Bey-ag-Akhamouk who was riding next to Elmer Allen in the lead
air-cushion hover-lorry, held a hand high. Both of the solar-powered
desert vehicles ground to a halt.
 Homer Crawford vaulted out of the seat of the second lorry before it had
settled to the sand. "What's up, Bey?" he called.

Bey pointed to the south and west. They were in the vicinity of Tessalit,
in what was once known as French Sudan, and immediately to the south
of Algeria. They were deliberately avoiding what little existed in this area
in the way of trails; the Tanezrouft route which crossed the Sahara from
Colomb-B├йchar to Gao, on the Niger, was some fifty miles to the west.

Homer Crawford stared up into the sky in the direction Bey pointed and
his face went wan. The others were piling out of the vehicles. "What is it?"
Isobel Cunningham said, squinting and trying to catch what the others
had already spotted.