Doctor Who: Target - Novelisations [102] - The Time Monster by Terrance Dicks

Author:Terrance Dicks
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction - Doctor Who
ISBN: 9780426202219
Publisher: Target Books
Published: 1986-01-14T23:00:00+00:00

9

Time Attack

‘Look out,’ yelled Mike and swerved off the road to his right, jamming on the brakes. The two vehicles behind him swerved off to left and right in turn and the armoured knight clattered through the gap and galloped on down the road.

Mike jumped out of the land rover, now slewed off the road at an angle and snatched up his RT. ‘Greyhound? This is Greyhound Three. We’re stuck in the mud. Forced off the road by some goon in fancy dress, I think. Over.’

On the other end of the radio link, the Brigadier stared disbelievingly at his RT. ‘Are you suffering from hallucinations, Captain Yates? Or have you been drinking? Over.’

‘No sir, but I could do with one, I don’t mind telling you,’ said Mike Yates frankly. ‘This character in armour just galloped straight at us. You know, sir, the King Arthur bit. And then he vanished.’

‘In a puff of blue smoke, I suppose,’ came the Brigadier’s sarcastic voice. ‘Really, Yates, you have been drinking!’

In the lab, the Master looked at the stranded convoy on his mini-screen and smiled evilly.

‘And that, Captain Yates, was just a sample.’

He busied himself at the controls. Amongst its other functions, the TOMTIT apparatus recreated the powers of the legendary Timescoop of the Time Lords, forbidden by Rassilon in the Dark Time. The Master was enjoying this opportunity to try it out…

Captain Yates raised his voice and bellowed, ‘Righto, lads, out of the lorry and get these vehicles out of the mud. Get a move on, I want to get out of here.’

There was a flat crack, and something spanged off the side of the land rover.

Mike Yates whirled round, and opened his eyes in astonishment. On a little hill not far away a handful of men had appeared from nowhere, grouped around a cannon.

They wore old fashioned doublets and breastplates and round helmets, and they carried long muskets.

Roundheads!

‘Take cover!’ yelled Yates – just in time, as a ragged volley of musket balls hummed overhead like angry bees.

‘Hey, what do you think you’re up to?’ he yelled indignantly.

The cannon boomed and a cannon ball whistled overhead.

‘Keep down,’ shouted Yates. ‘They mean it!’

Yates and his men peered from behind the flimsy shelter of their vehicles, and the Captain reached for his RT. Heaven knows what the Brigadier was going to make of this one…

‘I’m listening, Captain Yates,’ said the Brigadier impassively. ‘Over.’

‘Another hallucination, sir. Roundhead troops, attacking us with ball ammunition. Cannon balls, in fact. Over.’

‘Captain Yates, if this is some sort of joke –’

The Doctor interrupted him. ‘Believe me Brigadier, this is no kind of a joke. This is deadly serious.’

‘All right, Doctor, you tell me what’s going on.’

‘Don’t you see? A horseman in armour – roundheads – the Master’s using that crystal to bring them forward in time.’

‘So why don’t we get over there and stop him?’

‘It would be suicide without the protection of the TARDIS.’

‘Which is stuck in the mud being battered by roundheads,’ said Sergeant Benton.

‘We’d better go and fetch it then,’ said the Doctor cheerfully.

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