Chapter 35 – The Big Guns
“All right,” called Saturn. “I'm loading it.”
“Okay.” Dale stood back and watched.
The weapon, which was permanently attached to a small truck due to its weight and bulk, had been driven out of the trailer and was now aimed at the building's door.
“Firing in three seconds,” Saturn announced. “Everyone keep your heads down and cover your ears!”
Dale appreciated the warning, but there was no way he would miss this. He covered his ears, but he kept his eyes on the target.
Saturn LeBeau's homemade cannon looked vaguely like some 19th-century field artillery piece, or perhaps something from a ship of the line. The materials, though, were completely modern, as were the firing mechanism and ammunition. Saturn had constructed a wide variety of shells for his favorit
