"Kenneth Robeson - Doc Savage 026 - The Spook Legion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robeson Kenneth)

Two of the nice-looking men broke for the brush along side the road.

тАЬHold it!тАЭ Monk commanded, his small voice suddenly a great howl. тАЬGet your hands up!тАЭ

One of the men whipped up a revolver and blasted a bullet at the homely Monk.



THE slug hit the thick bulletproof glass shield with a noisy clank and left a spider web of fine cracks. A
flattened blob, the lead fell back to the road.

The pilot leaped at the gunman, swung a fist from near his heels and knocked the man flat on his back.

тАЬGet down!тАЭ Monk roared at him. тАЬWe can handle this!тАЭ

Monk then shifted the muzzle of his unusual gun toward the fleeing pair. The, weapon emitted an
ear-splitting roar, a sound not unlike the note of a gigantic bullfiddle. Beside the running pair, weeds and
small shrubs upset as if cut off by an invisible scythe.

Both fugitives stopped, stunned. They had not been touched by the storm of bullets, but they were
scared, knowing the weapon was a machine pistol of a type they had never before encountered.

тАЬGet 'em up, get 'em up!тАЭ Monk squawled. тАЬAll I gotta do is make one pass and you guys are named
mud!тАЭ

It was not a situation which afforded opportunity for much debate. Guns were dropped. An automatic
exploded from the shock of striking the road, but its wild bullet hit no one. Hands went up.

Monk and Ham both heaved out of the car. Monk's pet pig, Habeas Corpus, followed them.

The two airmen looked somewhat dazed.

тАЬWhat in the devil is this all about?тАЭ the assistant pilot demanded.

Monk menaced carelessly the nice-looking men with his machine pistol.

тАЬMaybe they didn't like the way you were treating their friend,тАЭ he said.

тАЬThey were taking him from us,тАЭ said the associate flier. тАЬThey shot our tires to pieces, then jumped out
in the road when we stopped. We didn't have a chance!тАЭ

тАЬWhere were you taking the fat guy?тАЭ Monk demanded.

тАЬTo a police station up this road,тАЭ the other replied. тАЬHe's nuts!тАЭ

тАЬNutsтАФhell!тАЭ the other aviator interjected. тАЬI don't think he's any more nuts than I am.тАЭ

Monk grunted, тАЬJust what's behind this?тАЭ

тАЬSearch me!тАЭ The pilot waved his arms angrily. тАЬThis fat guy ups in our plane and shoots off a gun three