Hard Knocks

Habass Looked At The Shattered Head Of His Man; Astonished The Police Weresuch Good Marksmen. For Him This Was A Signal To Move. Without Thegrenade Launcher He Knew It Would Be Difficult To Match The Firepower Ofthe Anti Riot Police Who Out Numbered Them. The Jeep Leapt Forward Andout Of Its Parking Space Before Tearing Out On Screeching Tires. Smoke Fromits Burning Tires Rose Into The Air Like Wisps Of Steam From A Teacup. Isah Gotbehind The Wheel Of The Toyota Liteace Minibus While The Others Scrambledin. As The Vehicle Screeched Out Of Its Parking Space Volleys From Theconcerted Fire Of The Anti Riot Policemen Hit It Repeatedly Shattering All Theglass Windows Wind Shields And Deflating Its Tires. Yelps Of Pain Emanatedfrom The Occupants As The Slugs Lodged In Their Bodies. Having No Otheroption The Robbers Spilled Unto The Street Once Again Firing Wildly As Theytried To Make Their Get Away On Foot. It Was An Effort In Futility.