Chapter 3 – Ocean Escape“Look, that's a firefight. There's a s**t-load happening up there too,” called Skip straining to make out who was firing on whom around the spy-base wharf.
The lighting from the weapons could be seen reflecting off the ocean surface. Then the noise came to them, light crackling at first, then, as they approached closer they could make out individual cracks of automatic rifle fire. There was also the distinctive 'pop' of a Blaser sniper rifle.
Fortune said softly, “Well, we now know that Kollarena is in the thick of it. I hope they have the terrorists by the throat and not the other way around.”
Skip leaned forward and readied his weapon, he paused a moment to wipe the sea-spray from its sights. The rifle fire at the wharf started up again. He yelled to his comrad
