mreilly.icestation-第59部分

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　〃All　right；〃　Schofield　said。　〃Hold　it　here。〃　
　Schofield　wrapped　the　shoulder　strap　of　his　MP…5　around　his　neck　and　pulled　the　slide　on　his　Desert　Eagle　automatic　pistol；　cocking　it。　
　〃All　right；　Mr。　Renshaw。　Hit　the　brakes。〃　
　Renshaw　looked　up　at　Schofield　in　surprise。　〃What？〃　
　And　then　he　realized　what　Schofield　was　doing。　
　〃Oh；　no。　You　can't　be　serious…〃　
　〃Just　do　it；〃　Schofield　said。　
　〃All　right。。。。〃　
　Renshaw　shook　his　head；　and　then；　after　taking　a　deep　breath；　he　jammed　both　of　his　feet　down　as　hard　as　he　could　on　the　brake　pedal　of　the　hovercraft。　
　
　Schofield's　hovercraft　lost　all　of　its　forward　momentum　in　an　instant　and　the　British　hovercraft　behind　it　slammed　into　it　at　full　speed　and　the　two　hovercrafts　collided　nose…to…nose。　
　Renshaw　braced　himself　for　the　impact；　and　when　it　came　it　jolted　him　back　into　his　seat。　When　he　looked　up；　however；　he　couldn't　believe　his　eyes。　He　saw　Schofield　climbing　out　through　the　shattered　forward　windshield　of　their　hovercraft　and　up　onto　its　hood。　
　
　The　two　hovercrafts　made　for　an　incredible　sight　They　were　now　joined　at　their　noses；　both　traveling　forward。　The　only　thing　was；　one　was　pointed　forward　while　the　other　was　pointing　backward。　
　In　three　fluid　steps　the　small　figure　of　Schofield　danced　across　the　forward　hood　of　the　leading　orange　hovercraft　and　leaped　across　onto　the　hood　of　the　pursuing　black　hovercraft。　
　Schofield's　feet　pounded　against　the　forward　hood　of　the　British　hovercraft。　Horizontal　snow　pelted　against　his　back　as　he　blasted　away　at　the　forward　windshield　of　the　British　hovercraft　with　his　MP…5。　The　windshield　shattered　and　Schofield　saw　the　driver　go　down　in　a　fountain　of　blood。　
　But　there　were　still　two　more　men　inside　the　cabin　who　any　second　now　would　be　turning　their　guns　on　him。　
　Schofield　ran　forward　and　leaped　onto　the　roof　of　the　speeding　hovercraft　just　as　a　volley　of　bullets　shot　out　from　inside　the　cabin。　
　He　slid　feet…first　across　the　roof　of　the　British　hovercraft。　The　left…hand　door　of　the　hovercraft　was　still　open；　and　Schofield　rolled　onto　his　stomach　and　reached　over　the　edge　of　the　roof　with　his　MP…5　and　jammed　it　in　through　the　open　side　door。　He　pulled　the　trigger　and　fired　blindly　at　his　unseen　enemy。　
　His　MP…5　went　dry；　and　Schofield　listened　and　waited。　If　either　of　the　two　SAS　mandos　had　survived　his　barrage　of　gunfire；　then　they　would　be　up　any　second　now。　
　No　one　came　out　of　the　hovercraft。　
　The　deafening　machine…gun　fire　from　the　tripod…mounted　machine　gun　had　ceased。　The　only　sound　that　Schofield　heard　was　the　whistling　of　the　wind　as　it　sped　past　his　ears。　
　Schofield　swung　himself　down　and　in　through　the　open　side　door　of　the　British　hovercraft。　
　None　of　the　SAS　mandos　had　survived　his　assault。　The　three　men　all　lay　on　the　floor　of　the　cabin；　covered　in　blood。　
　Schofield　stepped　over　to　the　driver's　chair。　
　〃Mr。　Renshaw；　can　you　hear　me？〃　he　said。　
　
　Inside　the　orange　French　hovercraft；　James　Renshaw　was　gripping　the　steering　yoke　so　hard　his　fingers　were　turning　white。　His　hovercraft　was　still　traveling　backward　at　incredible　speed。　
　〃Yeah；　I　hear　you；〃　Renshaw　said　into　his　oversized　helmet's　microphone。　
　〃You're　gonna　have　to　swing　her　around；〃　Schofield's　voice　said。　〃I　need　you　to　help　Rebound。　He　needs　to　offload　some　of　his　people　so　he　can　maintain　a　decent　speed。　I　need　you　to　take　a　couple　of　people　off　his　hovercraft。〃　
　〃I　can't　do　that！〃　Renshaw　said。　〃You　do　it。〃　
　〃Mr。　Renshaw。。。〃　
　〃All　right。　All　right。〃　
　Schofield's　voice　said；　〃Now；　do　you　want　me　to　take　you　through　it？〃　
　〃No；〃　Renshaw　said。　〃I　can　do　this。〃　
　〃Then　do　it。　I　gotta　go；〃　Schofield's　voice　said　quickly。　
　And　with　that；　Renshaw　saw　Schofield's　newly　acquired　black　British　hovercraft　peel　off　to　the　left　and　head　toward　Rebound's　wounded　hovercraft。　
　〃All　right；〃　Renshaw　said　to　himself　as　he　gripped　the　steering　yoke　even　more　firmly　in　his　hands。　〃I　can　do　this。　I　saw　him　do　it　before；　it　can't　be　that　hard。　Slingshot。。。。〃　
　Renshaw　slipped　the　hovercraft　into　neutral；　and　he　felt　the　big　vehicle　lose　a　little　bit　of　speed。　
　〃OK；〃　he　said。　〃Here　we　go。。。。〃　
　He　yanked　his　steering　yoke　hard　to　the　right。　
　The　hovercraft　immediately　spun　laterally　on　its　axis　and　Renshaw　yelled；　〃Aaaahhhhh！！〃　as　the　whole　vehicle　snapped　around　in　a　sharp　one…eighty　and　then　all　of　a　sudden　it　was　facing　forward　again　and　he　swung　the　steering　yoke　back　in　the　other　direction　and　suddenly　the　vehicle　was　steady　again　and…good　God…traveling　forward。　
　Renshaw　was　stunned。　He　jammed　the　hovercraft　back　into　high　gear。　
　〃Holy　shit；〃　he　said。　〃I　did　it！　I　did　it！〃　
　〃Mr。　Renshaw；〃　Schofield's　voice　said　in　his　ear。　〃I've　seen　kids　on　snowbikes　do　better　slingshots　than　that。　Now；　if　you　don't　mind；　would　you　kindly　shut　up　and　get　your　ass　over　here。　Rebound　needs　our　help。〃　
　
　Schofield's　hovercraft　came　alongside　Rebound's。　
　Both　hovercrafts　looked　like　hell。　Rebound's　was　pockmarked　all　over　with　bullet　holes。　Schofield's　had　no　front　windshield。　
　The　three　remaining　British　hovercrafts　circled　all　around　them；　cut　across　in　front　of　them；　swung　in　behind　them。　
　Schofield　brought　his　hovercraft　closer　to　Rebound's；　so　that　his　open　left…side　door　was　directly　opposite　Rebound's　open　right…side　door。　
　Schofield　yelled；　〃OK！　Send　two　of　your　passengers　over　to　me！　Renshaw'll　be　over　in　a　second！　He　can　take　two　more！〃　
　〃Ten…four；　Scarecrow；〃　Rebound's　voice　replied。　
　Schofield　hit　the　cruise　control　button　on　his　dashboard　and　hurried　back　into　the　cabin　of　the　hovercraft。　He　came　to　the　open　side　door　and　looked　across　the　gap　between　the　two　speeding　hovercrafts。　He　saw　Book　standing　in　the　doorway　of　the　speeding　white　hovercraft；　eight　feet　away。　He　had　Kirsty　with　him。　
　〃OK！〃　Schofield　yelled　into　his　helmet　mike　as　Rebound　brought　his　hovercraft　closer。　〃Send　her　over！〃　
　Book　edged　out　onto　the　skirt　of　his　hovercraft；　gently　bringing　Kirsty　with　him。　The　little　girl　looked　scared　to　death　as　she　stepped　out　into　the　freezing；　speeding　wind。　
　Schofield　ventured　out　onto　his　own　skirt；　his　arms　outstretched。　
　〃e　on；　honey！〃　he　called。　〃You　can　do　it！〃　
　Kirsty　tentatively　stepped　forward。　
　The　ground　raced　by　beneath　them。　
　〃Reach　out！　Reach　out！　And　jump　now！〃　Schofield　yelled。　〃I'll　catch　you！〃　
　Kirsty　jumped。　
　A　timid；　little　girl's　jump。　
　Schofield　lunged　forward　and　clutched　hold　of　her　parka　and　pulled　her　inside　the　cabin　of　his　speeding　black　hovercraft。　
　Once　they　were　safely　inside；　he　asked；　〃Are　you　OK？〃　
　As　Kirsty　opened　her　mouth　to　answer　him；　the　whole　hovercraft　was　rocked　by　a　ferocious　impact。　The　two　of　them　were　both　thrown　against　the　frame　of　the　open　doorway。　Kirsty　screamed　as　she　fell　out　through　the　door；　but　Schofield　threw　out　his　hand　and　snatched　her　gloved　hand　just　in　time。　
　They'd　been　rammed　from　the　right。　Schofield　snapped　round　to　see　what　had　hit　them。　
　Another　British　hovercraft。　
　Schofield　pulled　Kirsty　back　inside　the　cabin　and　braced　himself　for　the　next　impact。　
　It　never　came。　
　Instead；　the　whole　right…hand　side　of　his　hovercraft's　cabin　simply　exploded　inward。　
　Kirsty　screamed　and　Schofield　dived　on　top　of　her；　shielding　her　from　the　flying　debris。　He　tried　to　peer　out　through　the　smoke　to　see　where　the　British　hovercraft　was；　to　see　what　its　owners　were　doing。　
　But　he　couldn't　see　the　hovercraft。　
　He　just　saw　smoke　and　haze。　
　And　then；　after　a　moment；　Schofield　heard　the　thud　of　feet　landing　on　the　skirt　of　his　hovercraft　and　he　felt　a　knot　tighten　in　his　stomach　as　he　saw　two　wraithlike　figures　emerge　from　the　smoke　and　enter　his　cabin　with　their　guns　raised。　
　
　
　
　The　two　SAS　mandos　emerged　from　the　smoky　haze。　Schofield　was　on　the　ground；　covering　Kirsty；　totally　exposed。　
　〃Scarecrow！　Duck！〃　Book's　voice　shouted　loudly　in　his　ear。　
　Schofield　ducked　and　immediately　heard　the　sharp　whoosh！　whoosh！　of　two　bullets　flying　low　over　his　head　and　the　first　SAS　man　dropped　like　a　stone…shot　by　Book；　from　the　other　hovercraft。　
　The　second　SAS　mando　was　momentarily　startled；　and　that　was　all　Schofield　needed。