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Pressing his eye to the forward sight, he saw that the train had already begun to move swiftly into view.

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.

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.

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.

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.

As he moved towards her again, there was a shrill, piercing alarm which seemed to surround them like some tangible envelope.She also saw red lights blinking on the roof of the carriage.

Blood was running from the lip.

He'll derail us.We must stop Xenia showed some panic in her usually calm and cool manner.

I shall enjoy breaking you, Natalya Fyodorovna.

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.

Pressing his eye to the forward sight, he saw that the train had already begun to move swiftly into view.

Well, my dear, James and I shared everything at one time. When he smiled it was only with the right side of his mouth, and the left eye seemed to close, its reptilian eyelid sliding down very slowly.

You'd be surprised at what I know..

Blood was running from the lip.

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.

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.

As he came even closer she smelled a cologne and coffee, but something else.For a second she could not place it, then realised that it was the smell of burning flesh, and she did not know whether she was imagining this or not.Someone had once told her that when it rained in Berlin you could still smell the burning of that city: the hint of how it had smelled after countless bombings and the final bombardment that had taken place fifty years ago, during the war.

Well, my dear, James and I shared everything at one time. When he smiled it was only with the right side of his mouth, and the left eye seemed to close, its reptilian eyelid sliding down very slowly.

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.

As he moved towards her again, there was a shrill, piercing alarm which seemed to surround them like some tangible envelope.She also saw red lights blinking on the roof of the carriage.

He'll derail us.We must stop Xenia showed some panic in her usually calm and cool manner.

Blood was running from the lip.

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.

As he came even closer she smelled a cologne and coffee, but something else.For a second she could not place it, then realised that it was the smell of burning flesh, and she did not know whether she was imagining this or not.Someone had once told her that when it rained in Berlin you could still smell the burning of that city: the hint of how it had smelled after countless bombings and the final bombardment that had taken place fifty years ago, during the war.

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.

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