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om being mashed by the mechanical avalanche bearing down on them。
〃The door！〃 Pitt shouted； slamming on the brakes。
Giordino did not acknowledge or question。 Almost as if he'd read Pitt's mind； he leaped from the Snow Cruiser and ran to the steel door； as Pitt squeezed off several rounds from his Colt 。45 through the doorway to the cavern to cover him。 Giordino was surprised by the light touch it took to push the door closed。 He'd expected to exert every ounce of strength in his body； but the heavy steel door swung as easily as if it hung in air。 Once it clicked against its stops； he turned the locking wheel until the bars slid into their sockets； sealing it closed。 Then he found a chain on the forklift and wrapped it around the wheel； securing the end to a wheel of a flatbed car loaded with crates； until it was impossible to turn from the inside。 Now the Wolf security guards and workers were effectively imprisoned without any prospect of a quick escape。
〃I wonder what's inside the crates？〃 Giordino said； as he climbed back into the control cab。
〃Artifacts from the city of the Amenes； I'd guess。〃 Pitt ran the Snow Cruiser through the gears until he had regained top speed again。 An angel perched on the roof of the cab might have helped them this far on their wild passage； but they still had a long way to go。 True； surprise was theirs； but it seemed remarkable that they had e this far without a shot being fired at them； a situation that could quickly change； Pitt well knew。 The powers of their angel had her limits； assuming that it was a she。 Events had been met and overtaken。 Once the Snow Cruiser burst out into the open； it would be a different story。 Every gun in the pound would train on it。
At a wide bend in the tunnel； they suddenly burst out into the almost measureless hangar housing the Destiny Enterprises jet aircraft。 Without lifting his foot from the gas pedal； Pitt quickly surveyed the two Airbus A340…300 passenger and cargo planes parked in the center of the hangar。 A Sno…cat with a train of flatbed cars was stretched beneath the cargo door of the first aircraft； the familiar wooden crates riding up inside the fuselage on a conveyor belt。 Wolf Enterprise engineers and workers were climbing boarding steps at the other plane for the trip to the giant superships。 Sitting off to one side was a sleek executive jet that was in the process of being refueled。
Pitt relaxed slightly at seeing no security guards。 〃What have we here？〃
〃Ah…ha！〃 Giordino tensed； seeing Pitt's leg stiffen as if he were trying to push the accelerator pedal through the floorboard。 He raised a prudent eye over the instrument panel and groaned softly。 〃Are you going to do what I think you're going to do？〃
〃Once you drive in a demolition derby；〃 said Pitt； with a diabolical gleam in his eyes； 〃you never get it out of your blood。〃
The reaction from everyone in the hangar at seeing the Snow Cruiser appear out of nowhere was the same as that of the others who had confronted it in the tunnel earlier。 They all froze in pure astonishment； the expressions on their faces quickly turning to inprehension and cold fear at seeing a red mechanical demon incarnate burst out of nowhere。
Pitt took less than three seconds to assess his route of destruction。 It took the same amount of time for all to realize that his intentions were unmistakable。 With a mind…set two notches beyond tenacious； he set a course across the ice floor of the hangar； as straight as the crow flies； toward the first Airbus。 The aircraft sat high off the ground； but not high enough for the side fenders of the Snow Cruiser。 The right front panel immediately below the side windows of the control cabin caught the aircraft eight feet inside the aft section of the port wing； crushing the ailerons and shredding the wingtip。
The cargo loaders and aircraft maintenance crew were galvanized into action and flung themselves clear as the leviathan struck the aircraft； pivoting it around at a ninety…degree angle as the tires on the landing gear skidded over the ice。 They sprawled； desperately slipping and scrambling to get as far away as possible from the thundering titan gone mad。 The only sounds they identified were the engines racing through the gear changes。 Nothing else about the giant machine looked remotely familiar。 But they briefly glimpsed the face of a heavily bandaged Pitt twisting the steering wheel back and forth； and Giordino pointing his Bushmaster menacingly out the side window。 They'd seen more than enough to call for security guards； but their frantic appeal came much too late to stop the destruction。
The Snow Cruiser ripped into the outer wing of the second Airbus。 This time Pitt cut too far inside the wing。 In a horrible screeching sound； the devastated wing jackknifed around the front end of the Snow Cruiser tire and hung there。 Pitt crammed the gearshift into reverse and jammed down the gas pedal。 The Cruiser backed up； pulling the aircraft with it。 Pitt wrenched the steering wheel as far as it could go； desperately attempting to shake free from the aircraft； but the tangled wreckage held； and the Cruiser's mammoth tires began to lose their grip on the ice and spin uselessly。
Pitt threw the Snow Cruiser into forward and then reverse； as if he were trying to rock a car mired in mud。 Finally； after a series of vicious metallic shrieks； the wing released its grip and dropped awkwardly； its wingtip touching the ice and looking like a piece of torn and tangled aluminum with a reservation at the scrap yard。 Then； without flinching or betraying the slightest expression of emotion； Pitt pitched the Snow Cruiser in the direction of the executive jet。
〃You don't screw around； do you？〃 Giordino said in resigned amusement。
〃Listen！〃 Pitt snarled。 〃If this scum fixed it for an apocalypse to strike the world； they can damn well stay here and suffer along with everyone else。〃
The words were hardly out of his mouth when the battered Snow Cruiser pulverized the tail assembly of the Wolfs' private jet that sat much lower to the ground than the much larger aircraft。 No contest this time； the Snow Cruiser ripped off the vertical and horizontal stabilizers as if they were a balsawood tail on a model airplane。 Its fuselage effectively sliced into two parts； the executive jet collapsed disjointedly； the wings and bow pointing upward as if in a takeoff mode。
Giordino shook his head in wonder and said admiringly； 〃You'll never get invited back if you leave a mess everywhere you go。〃
Pitt turned to Giordino； a smile as wide as the horizon on his face。 〃Time sure flies when you're having fun。〃
Pitt looked up and saw a Sno…cat suddenly appear in the cracked and broken remains of the rearview mirror。 He wasn't overly concerned； at least not yet。 The Snow Cruiser； he estimated； was probably five miles an hour or more faster。
He threw the big Cruiser through the tunnel； striking and skidding off the ice walls in a daring attempt to inch ahead of the security guards in the Sno…cat。 He careened through the bends； temporarily out of the line of fire； gaining time and widening the gap unti