Chapter 7: Soviet Missile
“A goddamned Commie! We don’t allow no Commies here.” The man threw a punch.
Nikoloz blocked it with a forearm, grabbed the man’s wrist as he stumbled forward, and twisted to toss him over one shoulder. He hit hard, and Nikoloz turned quickly to deal with the first of the goons, who bellowed and charged as he saw his boss go down.
Vincent stepped in front of the next redneck, who let fly with a haymaker. Vincent ducked under the blow and countered with two hard jabs to the man’s midsection. He went down, gasping for air as his diaphragm spasmed. The last fellow came in more carefully. He’d had some training, for he held his fists close to his body and flung a series of tight punches at Vincent’s chest. Vincent couldn’t block all of them, and stumbled back as th
