Author has written 5 stories for Gunslinger Girl.
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The retreat for Triela was a blur. Snatches of pain-filled lucidity, but constant fear. Overwhelming fear. Run, her body urged her, run from that man. Run from The Boar. Forget that your lungs are on fire. Forget that your heart is exploding with every step. If he catches you, you will have to fight tooth and nail to survive and you will lose. He will kill you. You will lose.
She remembered fighting briefly from inside the building in which she and Hilshire had been trapped. They had found two pistols in the room, a magazine-and-a-half between them, and fired at the group of hostiles still concentrated in the middle of the compound. Two or three fell, but the rest mobilized quickly and suppressed the Fratello with automatic fire. Hilshire threw a chair through the back window and they jumped out into the snow. Without a second thought, they climbed the fence and crawled under the barbed wire. Triela’s pants caught and she fell, tearing the flesh on her thigh.
Then they were on the other side of the compound, opposite their previous entry point, running through the tree line on the side of the road with assault rifle rounds tearing bark all around them. They slowed only to take feeble shots at the hostiles behind them, but they were not being pursued. The BMP-3 rolled into the compound through the flaming remains of the truck convoy and settled in the opening. Those of Solomin’s men who stayed to fight were killed by its machine gun. Others climbed the fences as the Fratello had. Of these, a handful found themselves tangled in the wire. One, Triela glimpsed briefly, had gotten it wrapped around his neck and was clawing at the tears opening in his throat.
More running. When the compound had been cleared of resistance, the enemy’s fighting vehicle crashed through the gate on the other side of the compound, stopped, and fired its main gun once in the general direction of the retreating forces. A clump of trees near Triela exploded, throwing her to the ground and deafening her. Wood and metal shrapnel cut her face and she blacked out.
Caterina ("Rina"): cah-teh-REE-nah (REE-nah)
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