THE ENDWORLD SERIES
by David Robbins
ENDWORLD #17 ATLANTA RUN
When the Warriors stumbled into the enslaved city, they knew they had to destroy the Peers before their brutal reign spread like a cancer through the weakened country. It was three against an army, but Blade, Hickok and Rikki were just as deadly as the Peers brainless goons-and their anger gave them an edge the zombie-like Terminators would never have.
"HEAD FOR THE WOODS"
Hickok took a step, his eyes on the aircraft. "Look! It's diving!"
Blade tensed as the plane banked and dove, "Move it!" he shouted.
The gunfighter ignored the command, his hands flashing to his pearl-handled Magnums, the Colts clearing leather at the same instant the gunner in the
aircraft opened fire. A pattern of exploding turf stitched a direct path toward Hickok, who calmly stood firm and blasted from the hip.
Frowning in annoyance, Blade quickly brought the M-16 into play, stopping and raising the automatic rifle to his right shoulder and squeezing off a hurried burst.
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi joined in with his Uzi.
The gunner in the plane was concentrating on Hickok. His shots came within inches of the gunfighter's moccasins the craft winged within 20 feet of the Warrior's head.