Page 81 of The Ghost of Rage's War

The sound of gunfire increased as James took one last look at Onyx and Adam and headed for Jaime’s container.

He raced up the ladder with Venom behind him. Crawling on their bellies, they set up automatic weapons and opened fire on those approaching from the left flank.

“We lost Lazy and Hay,” Venom hissed as he fired.

“Dead?”

“Yeah.”

“Sorry, man,” James murmured.

“Lazy isn’t a loss but Hay was a good man,” Venom replied as he shot at the bikers.

“These ain’t too clever,” Jason commented from not far behind James.

“Missile launcher!” Venom yelled and began firing at the biker who’d picked it up. James and Jaime both fired, and it fell to the ground as the Fang was riddled with bullets. The damn thing went off, and James threw himself over Jaime.

“Holy shit!” Venom exclaimed as the missile landed right in the midst of the biggest bunch of Venomous Fangs and blew them sky high.

“Why the fuck are we fighting these assholes? They’ve not got a brain between them!” Madcap bellowed from his vantage point.

“We got runners!” Baker yelled.

“Keep the pressure up!” James ordered, climbing off Jaime.

“Don’t do that again!” Jaime snapped. “The only person I want on top of me is my woman!”

“Shut up, you’d be so fuckin’ lucky,” James retorted, peering through the sandbags.

“They are running,” Venom announced.

“No, they’re stopping,” Jaime replied.

There seemed to be two sides arguing. One was pointing away from them and the other towards them. Guns were drawn, and several dropped to the floor, dead. The argument seemed to settle, and the Fangs mounted their bikes and rode off.

“Stay watchful, because from what I saw, those not wanting to leave won that fight,” James called out.

“Agreed,” Madcap replied.

For the next fifteen minutes, they stayed alert, watching for the slightest sign of movement. As they eased up, a missile blew up a container with three Riders of Vengeance on. The Fangs rode directly towards them, firing as they came.

“Shoot back!” James yelled as a second container blew on the other side of them. It became a free for all as the Fangs attacked on two sides. But their bravery or stupidness went against them, the defenders had cover, and they didn’t.

For fifteen minutes, shots were exchanged when,finally, someone stood up and threw his gun to the floor.

“We surrender!” he yelled.

“Fuck that, they killed five of my men!” Venom hissed beside himself.

“Stop,” James hissed as Venom moved to fire.

Venom knocked James’s hand from his arm and James smacked him around the back of the head.

“You’re being watched. Shoot them now, and it’s murder,” James grumbled, pointing upwards. Above them was a helicopter filming.

Venom scowled and spat in disgust.

“Cover them while I send my guys out. If one moves, kill them, but not all,” James ordered.

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