Axler, James - Deathlands 112 - Dark Fathoms by Axler James

Author:Axler, James [Axler, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Action & Adventure
ISBN: 9781460318812
Google: NiorqNzPRDAC
Goodreads: 18184097
Publisher: Gold Eagle
Published: 2013-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Handing Mildred his panga, Ryan drew his SIG Sauer. “No choice. Go through them!”

Taking aim at the first one, a former man with red, replaced eyes and a buzz-cut that was growing more lichen than hair, he put two bullets into its face, shattering an eye and blowing the back of its skull onto the one behind it. Even so, the man-machine tried to keep walking forward, sinking to its knees as its legs still churned on the floor. It fell over, its legs still moving as discolored brain matter leaked out of its shattered skull.

“Wrong place!” Mildred said. “Disable and move, don’t try to put them down!” To illustrate her words, she stepped forward and swung the blade at the knee of a tall, skinny, bald ’borg that was trying to reach for her shoulders. The blade bit deep into the joint, smashing the kneecap, and severing the muscles and ligaments. It folded as if in sections, at the knees and waist. Stepping over it, she waded into the others, with Ryan following.

These cyborgs definitely seemed to be the second-string. They moved more slowly than the others, and their weapons weren’t as advanced, mainly melee weapons grafted onto limbs. But they had numbers on their side, and they might get a lucky shot in if given the opportunity.

Spotting one of the little silver balls rolling toward him, Ryan put two shots into it before it could start launching anything from its bag of tricks. The bullets smashed into its housing, breaking off a large chunk. Still rolling forward, the sphere hit the missing piece and stopped on it, little puffs of air vainly trying to push it around. Ryan put one more shot into it, just in case. His last bullet mangled it enough that it stopped moving altogether.

“Little help over here!” Mildred was holding off two of the reanimated things with the panga. Both of them kept trying to flank her, but determined swings of the blade kept them at bay.

Holding Doc in place with his arm, Ryan stepped up and shot out the knee of one of them. The bullet, however, ricocheted off with a tink of lead hitting metal. “Fireblast—metal leg!” The only good news about finding that out was that the ’borg turned its attention from Mildred to Ryan.

“Dammit—hold still!” Mildred panted as she tried to take out the second one, which moved almost as fast as a human. It had a hook on the end of one of its arms, which it was trying to use to catch Mildred and bring her closer to it.

Borrowing a move she’d seen Jak do with ease, she ducked under one of its swings, grabbed the wrist of the hook arm and pushed it up. At the same time, she stepped closer to the cyborg and brought the panga blade down on its shoulder, fracturing the collarbone and breaking the shoulder blade. The arm dangled limply, and Mildred pushed its owner back into the one behind it, sending them both down in a tangle of arms, legs and green fluid.

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