Off To Kill the Wizard (Return to Oz With a Vengeance Book 1) by Warren Thomas

Author:Warren Thomas [Thomas, Warren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rollicking Dragon Press
Published: 2019-01-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Dorothy jumped at the sharp sound of gunshots. Someone had and was using her lost pistol. How many rounds were left in the nine-round magazine? She was still using the original magazine, so it wasn't full, but she couldn't concentrate well enough to remember how many times she'd fired it. If she'd ever fired it. Mostly, she'd used the Uzis.

With her wrists free, she quickly unbuckled the straps holding the spreader bar to her ankles. It was quite a relief to finally get rid of that damn thing, but now she had another problem: naked and unarmed.

Well, not completely defenseless. Captain Pasetta left Dorothy's katana behind on the ground. She ran over and picked that up, quietly drawing the blade. That made her feel a little better.

She peered into the chaos of battle, and noticed the Winkie soldiers were definitely winning. More than half of the Sa'Kors were dead or captured. The Sa'Kor's riderless horses were running away in every direction. More worrisome, she couldn't find the Witch in the melee going on.

"They'll be finished in a few minutes, and then will come looking for me," she muttered, cutting a glance at her now lame mount. There was a single Sa'Kor horse remaining in the area, but he'd moved further up the road. "First my saddlebags, then that other horse."

Her saddlebags held her trail rations, firearms, and ammo.

Keeping low, Dorothy slowly worked her way over to the horse. She pulled the saddlebags down. I forgot how heavy they are with the guns.

Dorothy knelt, using the horse as cover. Her first priority was to get one of the Uzis out. Fortunately, she'd put them on top. Her double holster belt, with the two HK 9mms, was on bottom. After pulling out the first Uzi, she started to stuff the blanket she'd wrapped it in back into the saddlebag, but noticed her knapsack. Clothes! So she took another moment to pull out a sports bra and shorts. Once clothed, she dug out the other Uzi. Finally, she stuffed extra magazines in her back pockets.

"Excellent!" an unfamiliar female voice shouted. "You've done well, men. You will all be rewarded for this night's work."

Throwing the saddlebags over a shoulder, with the shoulder straps of the Uzis crisscrossing her chest, Dorothy started backing slowly toward the lone horse on the road. Most of the men were still mounted, though some were dismounted to bind prisoners.

"Find the Sa'Kor's prisoner and bring her to me," the woman continued.

Most of the men still ahorse started towards Dorothy. Panic consumed her. There was no way she'd reach the horse without being seen now. To prove her point, one of the soldiers pointed at her and shouted.

"The prisoner is getting away!"

"I want her," the woman shouted angrily. "Dead or alive!"

"Screw that," Dorothy said.

She took both Uzis in hand, and shot from the hip. Ratta-tat-tat-tat! Ratta-tat-tat-tat!

The night filled with the screams of dying men and horses. The horror of what she'd just done overwhelmed her for a second, before blind panic consumed her.

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