The New Adventures of Major Lacy and Amusement, Inc. (2014) by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Action & Adventure
ISBN: 9781499260601
Google: ROGhoAEACAAJ
Amazon: 1499260601
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2014-04-23T21:00:00+00:00

BATTLE RATTLE

by Andrew Salmon

I - A Coffin For the Iron Major

Bullets thudded into Major John Tattersall Lacy’s coffin.

It was precisely what the Iron Major had been waiting for.

Pat Harrigan, concealed in the rafters of the funeral home, opened up with the Thompson in his fists. The flames consuming the place sent waves of roiling black smoke up to block the ex-marine’s view. But the machine gun fire was not intended to strike targets.

Rather, the cover fire permitted Lacy and Captain Charlie Weaver to spring from their coffins on the conveyor belt and join the fray, catching the Scanlon mob off guard. While the crematorium roared its protest at losing this living, human fuel, the sheeting flames shooting up the walls bellowed hungrily.

Lacy rolled, and dropped behind an iron stanchion of the conveyor belt, as the coffin he’d occupied seconds before continued its inexorable crawl to the waiting oven. Weaver followed suit. The two soldiers made quick use of the pistols in their fists. Guns cracked, glass shattered, and a gunsel gasped as he rose up on his toes to pitch forward into an empty coffin, stretched out fittingly on the floor at his feet.

The enemy mob scattered from this new assault. With Harrigan blasting away from above, and the other Amusement Inc. soldiers firing from the corrugated garage doors they had partially pried open at the end of the loading platform, a veritable hail of lead buzzed about the mob’s ears.

Three of the mobsters edged towards a locked stairwell door, tossing bullets at Lacy and Weaver in the process. They blundered into a clear patch Harrigan was monitoring as he slapped home a fresh ammo drum. His mouth a grim line, the big Irishman slammed back the bolt and let the fleeing men have it. The three gunmen erupted into clouds of red mist and their guns clattered uselessly to the cement.

Lacy, meanwhile, had worked his way closer to the maw of the crematorium. Sweat poured down his aristocratic features, his natty suit of soft gray torn and soiled. Lacy paused to reload, his gray eyes locked on the gunmen with their heads thrust forward peering through the smoke at the place where they guessed he would appear. They guessed wrong.

Lead bit into the wall behind the conveyor belt, driving Weaver from cover. Harrigan fired from above as he made his way down to the floor to escape the choking smoke, but the shots went wild. Weaver used Harrigan’s attack to swing beneath the metal rollers and dive for cover behind the truck that had been backed into the loading area to receive stolen gems concealed in coffins slated for interstate travel.

Weaver shot one man as he dashed for the driver side window. Spinning and firing in one motion, he shot the driver through the left eye. Before he could take another step, the door the smugglers had tried to reach earlier burst inwards under the press of re-enforcements on the other side. Six men, Thompsons chattering, boiled through the doorway.

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