Elephant Song - Smith Wilbur (читать книги онлайн бесплатно полностью без .TXT) 📗

It had taken less than a minute but already the Hita were recovering from the shock of the surprise attack.  They were piling into Landrovers and following Taffari as he drove for the roadway beyond the office building.

Taffari must have realised the strength and numbers of the attackers and decided that his best bet would be to try and break out and reach the nearest road-block on the Sengi-Sengi road which was manned by his own men.

Three Landrovers filled with his own guards were flying after him.

Most of the civilian officials were lying flat on the ground, trying to keep below the wild cross-fire, although some of them were running for the shelter of the office buildings.  Daniel saw Cheng amongst them.

His blue safari suit was distinctive, even in the rain mist.  Before he could get a shot at him Cheng reached the building and ducked through the front door.

Daniel turned his attention back to the four escaping Landrovers.

They had almost reached the main road into the forest and the fire that the Uhali commando was turning upon them was furious but inaccurate.

It seemed to be totally ineffectual.  With Morgan Tembi dead they were blazing away without aiming, like the raw untried recruits they truly were.

Taffari was already out of range from where Daniel was perched in the mahogany tree.  He was going to get clear away.

The whole attack was becoming a fiasco.  The Uhali were forgetting all their training.  The plan was falling to pieces.  The rising was doomed within minutes of beginning.

At that moment a huge yellow D10 caterpillar lumbered out of the forest.

At least somebody has remembered his orders, Daniel snarled to himself.

He was angry at his failure, taking the full blame on himself.

The caterpillar tractor waddled forward, straddling the roadway, cutting off the flying convoy of Landrovers.

A small band of Uhali emerged from the forest and ran behind it dressed in blue denim and other civilian clothing.

They used the tractor as a barricade and opened fire on the leading Landrover as it raced towards them.

At close range their concentrated fire was at last effective.

Taffari, in the leading Landrover, saw his escape cut off and spun the truck in a hard 180-degree turn.  The other trucks followed him round.

They came back across the open ground in a line, and they were within range again.  Daniel fired at Taffari's head, but the Landrover was doing sixty miles an hour and bouncing over the rough track.  Daniel never saw the strike of his bullets, and the line of the Landrovers tore away down the track that led to where the MOMU units were working.

That direction was a dead end.  The road ended at the mining excavation. The situation had been retrieved from total disaster by the driver of the caterpillar tractor.

By now the column of Landrovers was out of sight from where Daniel was perched in the mahogany tree.

He left the rifle hanging on its strap and swung out of the branch.

He used the nylon rope to abseil down the trunk of the tree, kicking himself outwards with both feet, dropping so swiftly that the rope scorched the palms of his hands.  As he hit the ground Sepoo ran forward and handed him his AK 47 assault rifle and the haversack that contained the spare magazines and four M26 grenades.  Where is Kara-Ki?

he demanded, and Sepoo pointed back into the forest.  They ran together.

Two hundred yards further into the forest Kelly was crouched over the VHF radio transmitter.  She jumped up when she saw Daniel.  What happened?  she shouted.  Did you get him?  It's a total balls-up, Daniel told her grimly.  Taffari's still out there.  We haven't got control of the radio station at Wengu.  Oh God, what happens now?

Transmit!  He made the decision.

Give Victor the go-ahead.

We are committed now.  We can't turn back.  But if Taffari- Damn it, Kelly, just do it!  I'm going to try and retrieve the ball.  At least Taffari didn't get clear away.  We are still in with a chance.  For the present we've got him bottled up here at Wengu.  Kelly did not argue again, she knelt beside the radio set and lifted the microphone to her lips.  Forest Base, this is Mushroom.  Do you read me?  The portable transmitter did not have the range to reach Kahali on the lakeshore direct.  They must relay through the more powerful set at Gondola.

Mushroom, this is Forest Base, the voice of Kelly's male nurse from the Gondola clinic came back immediately.  He was a trusted Uhali retainer of many years standing.  This is a relay for Silver Head in Kabali. Message reads, "The Sun has Risen."  I say again, "The Sun has Risen." Stand by, Mushroom.  There was a few minutes silence, then Gondola came back on the air.  Mushroom, Silver Head acknowledges "The Sun has Risen."  The revolution was launched.  Within the hour Victor Omeru would be on television announcing it to his nation.  But Taffari was still alive.  Kelly, listen to me.  Daniel took her arm and dragged her up to face him, making sure he had her full attention.  Stay here.

Try and keep in contact with Gondola.  Don't go wandering off.

Taffari's storm-troopers will be scattered everywhere.  Stay here until I come back for you.  She nodded.  Be careful, darling.  Sepoo.

Daniel looked down at the little man.  Stay here.

Look after Kara-Ki.  With my life!  Sepoo told him.

Kiss me!  Kelly demanded of Daniel.

Just a quick one.  More to follow, Daniel promised.

He left her and ran back towards the UDC buildings.

Before he had gone a hundred yards he heard men in the forest ahead.

Omeru!  he shouted.  It was the password.  Omeru!  they shouted back.

The Sun has Risen!  Not yet, it bloody hasn't, Daniel muttered, and went forward.

There were a dozen men of the commando, the blue denim jackets were almost a uniform.

Come on!  He gathered them up.

Before they reached the road that ran down to the mining cut he had thirty men with him.  The rain had stopped by now, and Daniel paused on the edge of the forest.  Before them stretched the endless plain of churned earth that the MOMU units had devoured.  The, line of machines was ahead of them, ranged along the boundary where forest and red mud met.  They looked like a line of battleships in a storm.

Closer still were the four Landrovers, scattered at abandoned angles on the muddy plain.  As Daniel watched, the Hita guards were straggling across the open ground towards the nearest MOMU.

Daniel recognized Ephrem Taffari's tall uniformed figure leading them. It was clear that he had selected the nearest MOMU as the most readily defensible strong-point available to him, and Daniel conceded grimly that it was a good choice.

The steel sides of the gigantic machine would offer almost complete protection from small-arms fire.  Even the RPG rockets would make no impression on its massive construction.

To reach it an attacker would have to cross soft open ground that could be covered by fire from the upper platforms of the MOMU.  just as important, the steel fortress was manoeuvrable.

Once he was in control of it, Taffari could drive it anywhere.

Daniel looked about him quickly, by now there were fifty or so Uhali guerrillas congregated around him.  They were noisy.