World of Hurt: Mech Command Book 2

by George S. Mahaffey Jr.

  We crested a snow berm and slid down the backside, the hillocks visible in the distance. They were a quarter mile away and approaching fast.

  A smile tugged at the corners of my mouth.

  We were going to make it.

  We were going to reach the destination for the scuds and then we’d set a trap and finish them off once and for all and—

  CRACKBOOM!

  Then the ice vanished in a greasy orange inferno that swallowed us whole.