Ghost Dancers by Brian Craig

Author:Brian Craig [Craig, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Dark Future, Games Workshop, Alternative History, Science Fiction
ISBN: 1872372341
Publisher: Games Workshop
Published: 1991-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The drop wasn’t easy. They had no time to scout around for somewhere soft to come down, and they daren’t cut the bird’s air-speed to zero for long without attracting attention. Nor did they dare to get too close to the place where the Kid—if it was the Kid—was hiding out, lest they warn him that trouble was coming. That meant that they couldn’t get a visual scan of the place—but that didn’t seem to matter much, because the map reference told them that it was an old railroad tunnel, about five hundred metres long.

In the end, they had to jump down eight or ten feet on to an apron of baked clay shielded by a stand of dead trees; they jumped together so that the bird could accelerate away, having hovered for no more than a few seconds. They threw down their packs first so that they could make the drop unencumbered by equipment.

Pasco had some experience in skydiving, and he knew enough to make himself relax as he fell. He rolled as soon as he touched the ground, trying to absorb the shock of the impact as gradually as possible. He scraped the side of his left hand, but that was all. He was up again almost immediately, and ran to help Preston, who had too many bruises already to have come down comfortably.

Preston was okay; shaken, but not stirred.

Pasco picked up his pack and checked the weapons. Before putting the pack on his back he took out both the 4.2 millimetre machine-gun and the automatic pistol, slinging the strap of the first over his shoulder and stowing the second in his belt-holster. Then he went to look out over the ground which they had to cover.

They were about three miles from the nearer mouth of the tunnel; if they went quickly they could be there in forty minutes or so. The territory was arid, but there was enough scrub to provide reasonable cover. The sun wasn’t so high as to be desperately uncomfortable.

In a way, the walk was relaxing. Pasco wasn’t used to walking out of doors—it was something nobody did any more, even in the PZs—but he still managed to find some kind of natural rhythm in it. It wasn’t too surprising, he supposed; the human species had a history going back eight hundred thousand years, and for seven hundred and ninety-five thousand of them there had been nothing to ride at all—not even horses. The human body was designed for walking, no matter what kind of training it got in a world full of motorized transport.

Needless to say, there was no sign at all of Kid Zero. If he was around, he was presumably in the tunnel—but not too far in, because he would want to keep an eye and an ear open for visitors. Because the tunnel had two ends, they had to split up. Pasco gave the nearer end to Carl Preston and went over the top of the hill so that he

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