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->Cinching their gags tight, Nate stopped the talk. He kicked the pro-fascists onto their stomachs. Untying the nylon cords around their necks, he triple-tied their wrists behind their backs, then linked the two men by all the remaining rope, perhaps forty feet. As he worked, he pronounced sentence on them.\\
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"Oh, wow," Gadgets sighed. "That one's straight out of a nightmare. Think they'll live a week?"
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->Cinching their gags tight, Nate stopped the talk. He kicked the pro-fascists onto their stomachs. Untying the nylon cords around their necks, he triple-tied their wrists behind their backs, then linked the two men by all the remaining rope, perhaps forty feet. As he worked, he pronounced sentence on them.\\
"You are not animals, you are not insects. You are less than shit. You are poison. You have poisoned this beautiful place with your European sickness. Eight years I lived here in peace. Now you come with slavery and death. My wife is Indian. My son is Indian. My friends are Indian. If there is a hell, I send you there. But first, you know hell here..."\\
Blancanales slipped out his Beretta. As he clicked off the safety to give the prisoners the mercy of a quick death…\\
Nate looped the rope over a jutting rock and kicked the Nazis off the ledge. In the unnatural quiet of the volcanic chambers, they heard the Nazis' arms pop backward out of their shoulder sockets when the rope snapped taut.\\
They heard the guttural choking and thrashing of the gagged Nazis. Nate shouted down to them.\\
"It will take a week for you to die. When your arms rot off, you fall."\\
"Oh, wow," Gadgets sighed. "That one's straight out of a nightmare. Think they'll live a week?"
-->-- ''Literature/AbleTeam'', "Warlord of Azatlan"
"You are not animals, you are not insects. You are less than shit. You are poison. You have poisoned this beautiful place with your European sickness. Eight years I lived here in peace. Now you come with slavery and death. My wife is Indian. My son is Indian. My friends are Indian. If there is a hell, I send you there. But first, you know hell here..."\\
Blancanales slipped out his Beretta. As he clicked off the safety to give the prisoners the mercy of a quick death…\\
Nate looped the rope over a jutting rock and kicked the Nazis off the ledge. In the unnatural quiet of the volcanic chambers, they heard the Nazis' arms pop backward out of their shoulder sockets when the rope snapped taut.\\
They heard the guttural choking and thrashing of the gagged Nazis. Nate shouted down to them.\\
"It will take a week for you to die. When your arms rot off, you fall."\\
"Oh, wow," Gadgets sighed. "That one's straight out of a nightmare. Think they'll live a week?"
-->-- ''Literature/AbleTeam'', "Warlord of Azatlan"
