"David L. Robbins - Endworld 10 - New York Run" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

The trooper with the pulse scanner strapped to his right wrist. Private
Dougherty, was gaping down the dim passage to their right.

"Scan, damnit!" Captain Edwards ordered, slapping Dougherty on the
left shoulder.

The youthful Dougherty, sweat beading his brow and coating his
crewcut brown hair under his helmet, took a deep breath and glanced
down at his scanner. "They're still after us!" he wailed. "Coming from
every direction!"

"How many?" Captain Edwards demanded.

Dougherty shook his head. "I can't tell! There's too much interference!"

"We can't stay here!" Captain Edwards declared. "We're too exposed."

Elite Squad-A7 was silhouetted in the junction of two hallways, their
shadows projected along the tiled walls by their helmet lamps.

"Stick together!" Captain Edwards commanded. "We can't afford to be
separated!"
 Private Dougherty and the two others, Geisz and Winkel, nodded their
understanding, their helmet lamps bobbing up and down.

Captain Edwards took the passage to his left. His palms felt sweaty on
the Dakon II fragmentation rifle clutched in his hands.

"I've got a blip twenty yards behind us!" Private Dougherty yelled.

The four commandos spun, facing toward the junction they'd just
vacated.

"On me!" Captain Edwards bellowed, leveling the Dakon II, his finger
on the trigger.

Their combined lamp lights clearly illuminated the junction. A shadowy
apparition appeared for an instant, and they caught a glimpse of a tall
creature with grimy, gray flesh, gaping, reddish eyes, and a leering
mouthful of yellow teeth. The monstrosity stopped and blinked in the
bright light, starting to step backward, raising its left arm to shield its
moldy face.

"Fire!" Captain Edwards shouted.

The passageway thundered as the four members of Elite Squad-A7
opened up, their fragmentation rifles chattering in unison.

The creature in the junction was struck in the chest and head, its body