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.They've got alien technology that's light-years ahead of anything terrestrial.""If they're coming after you, you'd better watch your step," Ford cautioned Roote.Beta nodded his agreement.Elizu Roote wasn't even listening to the fools chatter."I met the young one already," he drawled softly."Zapped him at the Last Chance a couple days ago."Ford and Beta both seemed surprised."Did he have any special gadgets? Any alien hardware?""Just a guy in a T-shirt.Thought I killed him.""Maybe he has a personal energy field," suggested Beta."I hear SETD has those.""He didn't have nuthin'." Roote shrugged."Just a guy in a T-shirt.Nuthin'special.""He's the first person who's come up against you and lived that I know of,"Arthur Ford said worriedly."The fact he's still alive makes him special."Elizu Roote didn't seem concerned."Won't be special for long," he said.His matter-of-fact tone chilled the spines of both alien enthusiasts.As the two men shuddered in fear, Elizu Roote wandered undisturbed back inside his tin shed.REMO REGRETTED his choice of vehicle the instant he turned his stolen car onto the winding mountain path.The Camaro took the dips and ruts like a bronco that had spent the day slurping from a spiked trough.When the nose wasn't dropping precipitously forward with every tiny hollow, the lightweight rear end was sliding back and forth as if they were driving on a skating rink.For the entire trip into the hills, the low undercarriage scraped a furrow along the dirt path.The drag coming from beneath the car was so bad, Remo could imagine some enterprising Indians planting corn in the dirt they'd plowed up.In the bucket seat beside him, the Master of Sinanju had placed one delicate finger against the ceiling to keep from being thrown around the interior of the car."This carriage is appalling," Chiun complained over the grinding and bumping of the Camaro."Yeah, but it looks cool," Remo pointed out."Laud its frigid appearance to your undertaker," the Master of Sinanju retorted."One would have to be a lunatic to purchase one of these contrivances.""Don't look at me.I didn't buy, I stole."As a precaution, once they were only a few hundred yards up the path, Remo had turned off the car's headlights.The engine sound remained loud, but at least if Roote was above them somewhere, he wouldn't have as easy a target to follow.In spite of the darkness, Remo and Chiun both saw the road clearly, although Remo was still having trouble with distances.The path pitched crazily ahead of them with every uncertain bounce of the Camaro's shocks.Driving far too fast for safety along a particularly treacherous strip of road, Remo steered around a huge knot of tumbled boulders.The burning wreckage of an Army helicopter suddenly appeared before them, flying toward the nose of the car at incredible speed.As soon as he'd spotted the crashed aircraft, Remo's heightened senses took over.Almost before his mind knew what was happening, he was slamming on the brakes.The car completed a 360-degree turn as it skidded to a sudden stop on the desolate mountain road.While it was spinning, Remo heard a loud snap from beneath the car.Page 96ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThe Camaro finally slid to a stop, nudging the flaming Huey.Chiun and Remo were both out of the car in an instant.Remo dropped down to his knees, looking for the source of the noise he had heard while they were twirling."I am not getting in that vehicle with you again," Chiun announced, breathless."Doesn't matter," Remo said, getting up.He dusted off his hands."Transmission just dropped out."Remo walked over to the Huey.He didn't expect to find any survivors, but he wanted to be certain.The Master of Sinanju trailed behind him."You are like one of those elderly people I see on television.Your driving skills have deteriorated with age, yet you refuse to relinquish your license.""I got us here all right, didn't I?"There were only two soldiers within the burning wreckage.Both were dead [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]