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WITH HIS HEAD DUCKED DOWN behind the vest, Sam saw the first of the reinforcements round the corner.
With the shotgunner now unable to shoot without hitting his own men, Sam dropped the vest and extended his arms out in front of him as far as he could.
Time slowed. He saw the guns from the men in the corridor recoiling as they unleashed their artillery…the vest had barely hit the floor as he reached forward…outstretching his hand to the door he felt the pressure of slugs entering his body…
