California Hit
“He came up from the rear with the stuttergun at the ready, and commanded, "Freeze! Hands on the head while I get a look at you!" There was no argument.
He patted them clean, removing hardware and sending them inside one by one. The girl turned over her tiny weapon without a murmur and went in with a half-smile on her face.
The look of these men, two of them anyway, recalled in Bolan's mind the buried memories of Korea — and those memories were not so pleasant.
There was something about the Chinese that stood them apart from other Asians, especially as fighting men. There was a hardness of the mind there which was reflected in the face, in the way the head rode atop those shoulders — and there was an inherent ferocity of the spirit which Bolan had found in no other Asian nationals.
Yeah, these were fighting men.
The incessant wars of a thousand centuries were burned into their genes.
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