Chapter 17 - Nulla - Glenda's BattleIt was a stinking hot night, after the rains the mosquitoes buzzed and annoyed everyone. Luke moaned and said he hoped the terrorists were suffering too. The bikes were hooked up and their night vision goggles perched on their foreheads, their Steyrs loaded and ready.
Glenda couldn't make herself comfortable. Her trailer perched on a single wheel and she held on white-knuckled to keep it stable. Simon reached into his jacket and pulled out his .38 pistol.
“Glenda, take this and put your assault rifle down the side otherwise you might make the wheelbarrow tip over. The safety's simple. because there is none, just squeeze the trigger and it'll fire. Don't squeeze unless you want to shoot someone.”
It was always in his possession now, well cared for and
