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heir motives somewhat suspect。 Nevertheless； Scott had himself a team。
All he needed now was an adequate plan。
The present one wasn't working well at all。 Rather than risk calling attention to their latest acquisition…the Alpha Fighter Lunk had so reverently maintained after his rather hasty departure from the Army of the Southern Cross…Scott and Lancer had flown the mecha north under the cover of night and secluded it along the river that marked the border of the neighboring territory。 Lancer was to remain with the Veritech while Scott rode back to town on his Cyclone to collect the others。 In the meantime； Lunk and Annie would be in charge of gathering up what they could in the way of supplies and foodstuffs。 Rand and Rook would secure a safe route out for the loaded APC。
Things went smoothly enough at first； Lunk had seen to his assignment； and Scott rendezvoused with the APC/Cyclone convoy on schedule。 They had begun their trek north and entered the highlands when the Invid appeared。 It hadn't paid to leave enemies the likes of Ringo behind。。。
Scott held the lead up the rugged mountain road；。 Rand and Annie were a few lengths behind； then came Lunk in the APC and Rook on her red Cyclone。 There were at least five Troopers in pursuit； with annihilation discs striking the cliff faces above and below the roadway。
Scott waved for the others to pour it on and accelerated along the arid slope。
Rook pulled alongside him and shouted above the deafening explosions。 〃They're gaining on us！〃 To maintain their low profile； they had opted against suiting up in helmets or battle armor。
〃We haven't got a prayer unless we can reach the Alpha。〃 Scott turned to Rand； who had e up on the inside； and told him to take the lead。 He and Rook would stay behind to armor up and reconfigure for bat。
Rand signaled his assent； cautioned Annie to hold tight； and moved out front。 But no sooner had they reached the crest than two Invid rose into view。 Rand engaged the brakes； pivoting the mecha through a clean 180； and headed back down the hill。
Scott hadn't even dismounted yet。 〃Why are you turning around？〃 he shouted。
〃They've got us surrounded；〃 Rand reported。 〃We'd better go cross…country。〃 He indicated the steep grade above the roadway and lowered his goggles。
〃No。 No detours；〃 Scott argued。 〃The Alpha's only a few miles down the road…we've got to break through！〃
Rand snorted and shook his head。 〃You break through； Captain。 I'm heading for the hills。〃 He stomped the Cyclone into gear and took off； scrambling up the rutted incline； heedless of Scott's shouts to stop。 But not a moment later； Invid Troopers were ascending into view at both ends of the road； and Scott saw the logic of Rand's choice。 He gestured to Rook and Lunk and screeched off up the hill。
There was a barren stretch of plateau at the top of the slope； separated from twin fingers of pine forest by steep crevices too wide to jump。 The Invid Troopers realized their advantage and began to loose disc storms of energy from their cannons。 As always； there seemed to be an effort made to incapacitate rather than kill the humans； but it could just as easily have been poor marksmanship on their part。 In any case； the plateau…great swirls of weathered rock and shale…was being torn up and superheated by the Troopers' fusillades。 Lunk's APC； slower and far less maneuverable than the Cyclones； provided the best target； and the Invid were soon concentrating their bursts against it。 Inside the cab； the big man was bouncing around like a featherweight； barely in control of the thing anymore。 When a blinding disc streaked by inches from the carrier； he lost it pletely； the APC crashed into a boulder and overturned； hurling Lunk twenty feet to a hard landing facedown on the shale。 At the last instant； however； he had grabbed two sacks of supplies and had managed to hold on to them during his brief airborne journey。 The sacks cushioned his fall somewhat； but he blacked out momentarily nevertheless。 ing to； he heard Rook's voice behind him； warning him to keep his head down。 He did as instructed and felt rather than saw the red Cyclone streak over him。
Scott and Rand had witnessed the collision and stopped their Cyclones to return fire against the Troopers； bringing rear weapons into play。 Behind them； Lunk was attempting to gather together and rebag items spilled from the sacks。
〃Lunk！ Forget that stuff and e on！〃 Scott shouted。
〃But we need these Protoculture energy cells for the mecha！〃 Lunk countered； ducking as a series of annihilation discs Frisbeed overhead。 The Invid were close at hand now； upright and laying out salvo after salvo of white…hot fire。 Explosions began to erupt all around him； orange blossoms in the shale； and he was forced to abandon the supplies。 He made a beeline for Scott's idling Cyclone； straddling the rear seat not a moment too soon。
〃My toothbrush！〃 Lunk moaned； looking back at the wrecked APC as Scott gunned the mecha into a wheelie。
〃So your teeth will fall out；〃 Scott said into the wind。 〃It's better than having your head blown off。〃
They were headed downhill a moment later； across a smooth flow of solid rock with an inviting forest of tall firs and eucalyptus at its base。 As they neared the trees； Scott spied an unpaved road and made for it； signaling the others to follow his lead。
Two of the Invid attempted to track them but eventually gave up； it was widely believed （but certainly unproven） that the Invid had a kind of fearsome respect for forests in general。 The Troopers circled overhead for a long while； then began to fan out trying to cover all possible points of egress。 Meanwhile； Scott directed his band north in an effort to strike the river。 By his reckoning； they were now somewhat west of Lancer and the Veritech； but reaching the river would put them in good position for a direct eastward swing。
The forest thinned as they worked their way north； giving way to a series of tall grass terraces that dropped in measured steps to the river gorge itself。 The grass was deep enough to offer places of concealment for themselves as well as the Cyclones； so they continued their cautious advance。 There was no sign o