“He’s going down alone,” Klaus said. “We’ll cover him from here. As soon as you see him start back, fire past him at once. They come quick.”
“You’re not very optimistic,” Tasso said.
“No, I’m not.”
Hendricks opened the breech of his gun, checking it carefully. “Maybe things are all right.”
“You didn’t see them. Hundreds of them. All the same. Pouring out like ants.”
“I should be able to find out without going down all the way.” Hendricks locked his gun, gripping it in one hand, the transmitter in the other. “Well, wish me luck.”
Klaus put out his hand. “Don’t go down until you’re sure. Talk to them from up here. Make them show themselves.”
Hendricks stood up. He stepped down the side of the rise.
A moment later he was walking slowly toward the pile of bricks and debris beside the dead tree stump. Toward the entrance of the forward command bunker.