Wolverton and Chen Baochai grab cover on opposite sides of the room; she shouting in disgust as she slides over what’s left of Mr Yeung.   The hardboy stays up, firing, then sits down a moment later, plucking weakly at the growing stain on his shirt.

Shen sends the remaining rounds in the cylinder zinging around the room then keeps pulling the trigger uselessly, unable to comprehend the mechanism.  Wolverton peeks out from behind the pillar he’s hiding behind and Shen hurls the revolver at him, sending it clattering against the concrete.

Wolverton ducks back and Shen charges forward, screaming in frustration.


~ by Electro-mechanical Man on June 1, 2011.

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