But not very hard because she was going to need all the help she could get.
Level Four of El Helicoide had also blown spectacularly, but on Level Three, most of the cars were gone. Duane barely had enough vehicles to make an impressive show, which was just as well, he was running out of explosives.
He’d also been spiking the vehicle closest to each machine gun emplacement that showed up on the map projected inside his shooting glasses—the map Sofia had assembled from all of their observations last night and this morning. With Chad taking out the lower emplacements, they hadn’t been much of an issue. That and the shooters wouldn’t be able to find any identifiable targets. They were looking for an attacking army pouring out of the barrio, not for him and Chad with backpacks.
He paused to
