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of the warriors； crouched dazed and stunned in the snow； could ever forget。 And then it rampaged into the ice barricade as if it were made of cardboard。
The security guards froze in stunned astonishment along with every member of the Special Forces team； wounded or not； and watched in involuntary fascination as the colossus； not content with demolishing the barricade； rumbled on toward the high archway entrance of the control center like an out…of…control express train； callous of the devastation it was causing。
Bedlam！ Security guards came alive and scattered frantically in every direction； trying to leap clear。 For that one brief； fleeting moment； Cleary couldn't believe the rescuer of his mand hadn't really been the work of aliens or demons from a hallucination。 The curtain quickly parted in Cleary's mind and he realized that； thanks to the ponderous machine； victory had suddenly risen from the ashes。
Cleary always retained an image of that grand vehicle； its red paint transparent and glistening under the bright sun； its driver gripping the steering wheel with one hand； the other firing an old 1911…model Colt automatic out the window at the security guards as fast as he could pull the trigger； while another man sprayed any black uniform that moved with a Bushmaster rifle。 It was a spectacle entirely unexpected； without precedent； a spectacle to make men doubt their sanity。
The thirty or fewer security guards who had not been laid dead and injured by the Special Force teams； and who'd survived the onslaught； soon recovered and began blasting at the murderous； freakish vehicle。 Their gunfire slammed deafeningly in wave after wave。 Bullets peppered the red body and great tires； tearing into metal and rubber； and still the monster refused to stop； horns atop the roof still trumpeting until they were shot away。 Every shard of glass was shot out of the control cabin； and still the driver and his passenger blazed away at the security guards。
With brutal ferocity and with appalling savagery； the Snow Cruiser slammed into the control center； hurling her thirty…plus…ton mass； propelled at twenty miles an hour； through the metal walls and roof surrounding the entrance like a fist ramming into the front door of a dollhouse。 The shattering impact tore off the roof of the Cruiser's control cabin as cleanly as if it had been chopped away by a giant ax。 The front end of the raging monster crumpled as she bit deeply and plunged into the control room in a chaos of tearing； twisting metal and an explosion of electronic equipment； wiring； office furniture； and puter systems。
Her great body rent by a hurricane of small…arms fire； the control cabin nearly disintegrated； the massive tires torn to shreds and sitting flat under the wheels； the Snow Cruiser lost her momentum； rammed into the far wall； and finally came to a stop。
At such times； logic vanishes and men rise magnificently to the occasion。 Stirred to action； shouting and cursing and without a spoken mand； the surviving Marines； Delta Force； and SEALS leaped from their pitifully sheltered positions in the ice and rushed forward。 Running through the breach left by the Snow Cruiser； they overran the barricade； concentrating their fire and eliminating most of the surprised security guards； who were caught unaware of the assault while they were still concentrating their attention and fire on the rampaging vehicle。
Hugo Wolf stood in pure horror。 The gigantic red monstrosity from nowhere had； within the space of two short minutes； turned the tide of battle； wiping out two Sno…cats and their crews； and crushing nearly twenty of his men。 Like a football quarterback who'd thrown a surefire touchdown pass in the closing minutes of the game； only to have the ball intercepted by the opposing team and run back for a touchdown； Hugo could not believe it was happening。 Abruptly overtaken by panic； he leaped astride a nearby snowmobile； gunned the engine； and roared away from the turmoil toward the aircraft hangar。
Left abandoned and leaderless； the security guards saw faint hope of escape； and one by one； they surrendered their weapons and placed their hands on their heads。 A few melted away and circled Cleary's assault teams in an attempt to reach the hangar before the aircraft took off。 Suddenly； mercifully； the scene of carnage became strangely still and quiet。 The bloody and nasty fight was over。
The control room was in unspeakable shambles。 Consoles had been catapulted from their bases and hurled against the walls。 The contents of desks； shelves； and cabinets were spilled across the floor； carpeting it in files and paper。 Tables and chairs were twisted and smashed。 Monitors hung from their mountings in crazy angles。 The Snow Cruiser sat astride the insane havoc like some great wounded dinosaur； showered by a thousand bullets。 Astoundingly； she did not die。 In defiance of all the laws of mechanical engineering； her diesels still turned over at idle； with a low rapping sound ing from her shattered exhaust pipes。
Pitt pushed aside the bullet…riddled door of the Snow Cruiser and carelessly watched it drop off its fractured hinges and fall away。 Remarkably； he and Giordino had not been killed。 Bullets had cut through their clothes； Pitt had taken a shot that had cut a small gouge in his left forearm； and Giordino was bleeding from a scalp wound； but they had survived without serious injury； far beyond their wildest expectations。
Pitt searched the mangled control room for bodies； but the Wolfs； their engineers； and their scientists had evacuated the building for the hangar。 Giordino stared through those smiling yet brooding dark eyes of his at the scene of havoc。
〃Is the clock still ticking？〃 he asked gravely。
〃I don't think so。〃 Pitt nodded at the remains of the digital clock lying amid the debris and pointed at the numerals。 They were frozen at ten minutes and twenty seconds。 〃By destroying the puters and all electronic systems； we stopped the countdown sequence。〃
〃No ice shelf breaking and drifting out to sea？〃
Pitt simply shook his head。
〃No end of the earth？〃
〃No end of the earth；〃 Pitt echoed。
〃Then it's over；〃 Giordino muttered； finding it hard to believe that what had begun in a mine in Colorado had finally reached a conclusion in a demolished room in the Antarctic。
〃Almost。〃 Pitt leaned weakly against the wrecked Snow Cruiser； feeling relief dulled with anger against Karl Wolf。 〃There are still a few loose ends we have to tie up。〃
Giordino stared as if he were on another planet。 〃Ten minutes and twenty seconds；〃 he said slowly。 〃Could the world have really e that close to oblivion？〃
〃If the Valhalla Project had truly gone operational？ Probably。 Could it have truly altered Earth for thousands of years？ Hopefully； we'll never know。〃
〃Do not move a finger or twitch an eye！〃 The mand came as hard as cold marble。
Pitt looked up and found himself face…to…face with a figure in white fatigues pointing a mutant…looking firearm at him。 The stranger was bleeding from the chin and a wound in one hand。
Pitt stared at the apparition