M.I.A. Hunter: Miami War Zone by Mertz Stephen

Author:Mertz, Stephen [Mertz, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action & Adventure
Publisher: Crossroad Press
Published: 2012-06-16T03:12:53+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Hog was still in the tunnel.

As he had pulled the iron cover over the hole, another hand had grabbed it by the edge, ripped it from Hog's grip, and tossed it aside as if it were a Frisbee.

Hog looked up through the hole, and a huge body landed on him. Loughlin had not killed his man, or even knocked him out, only temporarily subdued him. Now he was after Hog.

Hog fell to the bottom of the tunnel under the weight, landing on his back in the thin trickle of water, which he was sure contained raw sewage.

The man was taking no chances this time. He wrapped his thick, fat arms around Hog's body—no small accomplishment, considering Wiley's bulk—and began to squeeze. There was no way this one was going to get his hands free.

Or so the man thought. Hog butted him in the face with his head, crunching the man's already tortured nose.

The man let go and Hog rolled free, coming to his feet, but the big gorilla wasn't through yet. He tackled Hog around the knees and brought him down again.

Water splashed and Hog's breath whuffed out of his lungs. The man stood up, still holding on to Hog's legs. He struggled to pick Hog up, with the obvious intention of dropping him on his head.

Hog fought to get air back into his lungs. He was dangling upside down, trying to get some purchase on the bottom of the tunnel with his hands in order to steady himself. He couldn't.

The man was finding Hog a real handful and instead of dropping him he decided to crack his spine or break his neck, whichever came first. He lowered Hog's head to the tunnel floor, and still keeping his grip around the legs, began to press down as hard as he could.

This time, Hog did manage to get his hands down on the ribbed tunnel bottom and brace himself. Both men strained, their muscles pumped, sweat running down their bodies.

Suddenly, Hog relaxed completely. The big man, taken by surprise, loosened his grip slightly and Hog kicked his legs free, turning a backward flip and coming up to face him.

The two men crouched in the dark tunnel, trying to avoid hitting their heads on its top. The only light came from Hog's flash, which he had dropped several feet away. It cast long shadows down the tunnel's length.

Hog was wet and uncomfortable. He was sure that he had been rolling around in shit. His neck hurt. He bellowed and charged the big man, who bellowed and charged as well.

They ran together like two buffaloes, each trying to get a crushing hold on the other. The big man won, but this time Hog's arms were free. He had managed to slip them above the grip. As the man put tremendous pressure on Hog's chest, the East Texan began to force the man's head backward and down, trying to pop his head off like the head of a chicken.

The man let Hog go, propelling him back and down the tunnel.

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