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Trevelyan and Xenia had moved forward into the Communications Carriage, filled with state-of-the-art computers and communications electronics which would keep them in touch with the entire world if need be.

He pushed her roughly out of the way and spoke to Ourumov, telling him to stay and watch her.Then he was running fast towards the next carriage, Xenia, with the little Uzi at the ready, following him.

The eye reminded her of a lizard or a chameleon.

The tank had nearly up-ended itself as he went down the embankment close to the place he wanted to use, but finally he manoeuvred the machine into position, lining up its tracks on the rails so that it faced in the direction from which Trevelyan's armoured train would come.

He opened the hatch, climbed into the gunner's seat and examined the shells in their racks.The T55 carried three types of shell for the 100mm gun: Smoke, High Explosive and Armour Piercing.Bond did not have to think twice.The gun was easy enough to load, and with the engine at idle, he could swing the turret and depress the barrel so that it was pointing directly at where the train would appear.

You like my friend, James? he asked.

She did not see his hand come up to slap her hard, only feeling the sting of sudden pain as her head was pushed sideways.You bastard,' she spat at him.

She gave a noncommittal nod, just the slightest movement of her head.

She allowed him to get close, then, like an unpredictable animal, she opened her mouth and snapped at his lip.She felt her teeth going in and saw, as he pulled back with a little cry of annoyance, that she had broken the skin.

She did not see his hand come up to slap her hard, only feeling the sting of sudden pain as her head was pushed sideways.You bastard,' she spat at him.

Blood was running from the lip.

Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.The Biblical quote came back to him together with familiar scents from the past, the smell of chalk and other boys; of damp grey flannel and the harsh penalties for flouting rules.

I shall enjoy breaking you, Natalya Fyodorovna.

It was yet another calculated risk, for Trevelyan might easily play things safe and back up as soon as the tank was spotted: a move that could quickly take the train out of range.He was also gambling on Natalya being held somewhere in the rear of the carriages.He would only have one chance, one shell to take out the engine, and almost as soon as he had depressed the firing button it would be necessary for him to be up and away through the hatch.

Her eyes opened wide with surprise.How do you know my name? The smile again, this time broader and, therefore, more sinister.

In the short time Bond had available, he had chosen the best possible point for his ambush on a mile length of straight railway track leading into a short tunnel.

She did not see his hand come up to slap her hard, only feeling the sting of sudden pain as her head was pushed sideways.You bastard,' she spat at him.

Blood was running from the lip.

It was yet another calculated risk, for Trevelyan might easily play things safe and back up as soon as the tank was spotted: a move that could quickly take the train out of range.He was also gambling on Natalya being held somewhere in the rear of the carriages.He would only have one chance, one shell to take out the engine, and almost as soon as he had depressed the firing button it would be necessary for him to be up and away through the hatch.

I shall enjoy breaking you, Natalya Fyodorovna.

He must have sensed that she was trying to pull back from him.

She allowed him to get close, then, like an unpredictable animal, she opened her mouth and snapped at his lip.She felt her teeth going in and saw, as he pulled back with a little cry of annoyance, that she had broken the skin.

I like a spirited woman. He gave his warped smile again.A woman with your kind of liveliness is much more fun than some docile bitch who just lies there like a pillow.

Strangely, the only thing worrying him was the very small amount of ammunition in the machine pistol.He thought it would now be about six rounds, which were not enough to take out Trevelyan and his lieutenants.

I like a spirited woman. He gave his warped smile again.A woman with your kind of liveliness is much more fun than some docile bitch who just lies there like a pillow.

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