Axler, James - Deathlands 43 by Emblem Dark

Author:Emblem, Dark [Emblem, Dark]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-07-20T02:13:04+00:00

Then, unexpectedly, more eyes appeared as a mass of the chupacabras hovered \par inside, silent, like a swarm of angry insects.\par \par

“How many you count?” J.B. asked.\par

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“Eight. Nine. A dozen. Shit,” Dean replied.\par \par

“Wonder how they’re getting in and out? That section below looks sealed,” Ryan \par noted.\par

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The voiced question was answered when a wall-mounted vent covering clattered to \par the floor, followed by a beating sound of wings and a hissing noise almost \par painful to the eardrum.\par \par

“They’re in the redoubt’s air ventilation system,” Ryan said in disbelief.\par \par

“Bastards must be contortionists,” J.B. replied, setting the sights of the \par M-4000 scattergun and preparing to fire. He blinked once, twice, and focused. \par One thing about using the scattergun-precise aim was the last thing a man needed \par to worry about.\par \par

The scout for the chupacabras delegation came bounding over, a fleshy ping-pong \par ball with bat wings and glowing eyes. J.B. didn’t hesitate as he gently caressed \par the trigger. A double load of flechettes burst from the wide bore of the \par blaster, spinning for their intended target.\par \par The squat beast exploded like a burst party balloon, spraying blood and entrails \par in all directions. A pungent stench of sulfur wafted into J.B.‘s nostrils and he \par straggled to hold back a sneeze, but failed mightily.\par \par “That’s one,” J.B. muttered, sniffing lustily.\par \par

A trio of the hell-beasts bounded out this time, keeping their distance from one \par another as they came at the party of humans. Krysty rolled across the ob floor \par toward the cover of a fallen table, hoping for a clear shot. She was moving on \par instinct in a desperate series of maneuvers, keeping low as one of the creatures \par zeroed in, hissing in triumph. Her bare arms and hands hit broken glass where \par beakers and other glass paraphernalia had fallen and shattered after the table \par had been overturned.\par \par

“Dammit!” she cursed as a half-dozen cuts and punctures oozed fresh blood from \par her skin. The injuries weren’t life threatening, but they blazed hotly with \par pain. She lifted her left hand to her mouth and using her teeth, gingerly pulled \par one of the larger slivers of glass from her throbbing palm.\par \par The scent of blood sent the pursuing chupacabras into a spastic dance of joy. \par The ugly beast waved its arms, waggled its wings and shook its pear-shaped \par abdomen, all the while cocking its head and sniffing the air. A hop, two more \par and it was on the spot where Krysty had just left a few drops of crimson fluid \par behind as she rolled away through the jagged hunks of glass.\par \par A long, pink tongue lolled out of the beast’s mouth and stretched out and down \par to lap at the fresh blood. While the creature was distracted, Krysty scrambled \par onto her stomach and crawled on her bleeding hands and knees behind the \par sanctuary of the fallen lab table.

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