The End Is Coming [antikvár]

THE SURVIVALIST 8THE END IS COMINGThe Russians around the lead tank were moving, thesecond tank already starting across the road - some ofthe Russians who had ridden on the outside of thetanks returned fire. The rocks below Rourke and ahundred yards or so ahead of him took the impact ofthe automatic weapons fire.Rourke felt a smile cross his lips. 'So long, asshole,'and he was up, the CAR-15's safety coming onunder his right thumb, raising his body from itscrouch, moving into a long-strided run toward theHarley. There was a roar, a high-pitched loudwhistling sound - the 125mm smooth-bore turret gun.He broke through the tree line, running, feeling theground tremble as he was slapped forward by a rush ofair - the HEAT round had impacted to the left of hisoriginal line of movement.If he hadn't broken right, he realised, looking backthrough the cloud of smoke and dirt and foliageraining down, he would have been dead . . .