Khyber Connection tw-6

by Simon Hawke

  The pyramid collapsed. Andre, Ortheris, and Mulvaney fell to the floor of the parapet. Finn hit the surrounding wall as he went down and scrambled for a purchase. He felt Learoyd beneath him, grabbing onto his legs for dear life. The added weight almost took him over. Learoyd hung over the abyss, clinging to his legs.

  "Hold on, Chris!

  "Don’t you worry about me, mate," Learoyd called back. "Just you hold on!"

  Above them Din clung to the rock, straining to pull himself up. There was no going back now. If he lost his grip, he would plummet to his death. Using every ounce of strength he had, he clawed desperately for a hold.

  Several tribesmen peered over the side at Delaney and Learoyd, grinning. The officer named Martin looked down at them.

  ‘Wery cute," he said. "I ought to let you fall." He glanced back at the others, being held back at gunpoint. "You," he said, pointing to Mulvaney."Givethem a hand. "

  Mulvaney came forward and braced Finn while Learoyd slowly shimmied up Delaney’s legs until he could reach Mulvaney’s outstretched hand. Moments later they were safe.

  "That was a damn fool thing to do," said Martin. He frowned and made a quick count. -Somebody’s missing. The Hindu."

  One of the tribesmen shouted out something and fired his rifle at the rock above them. They caught a glimpse of Din’s legs disappearing out of sight atop the rock outcropping.

  " ‘E made iW’ shouted Mulvaney. "Good oP Din!"

  Martin turned to several of the tribesmen and addressed them in Pushtu."Gethim. Bring him back alive if you can, but if you have to, shoot him."

  "You bloody bastard!" roared Mulvaney, lunging at him.

  The tribesmen at once shifted their aim to Mulvaney, and Learoyd leaped at them, knocking three down with his weight. Finn grappled with Martin as Andre and Ortheris took on the other tribesmen. Two men grabbed hold of Mulvaney, but he wrenched loose and one of the men fell back against the wall. His momentum carried him over the side. His scream receded in the distance.

  One of the tribesmen slammed Ortheris against the wall with his rifle, and the soldier cried out from the pain in his wounded shoulder. The tribesmen struck him in the stomach with the rifle butt and was about to bring it down upon his head when Andre intervened. She had disarmed one of the tribesmen by kicking his rifle out of his grasp, then continuing the motion to launch a spinning back kick that knocked him down the stairs. She grabbed the other tribesman’s rifle before he could bring it down on Ortheris’s head, and kicked his legs out from under him.

  Learoyd was still struggling with the men he had knocked to the floor, trying to keep them from drawing their knives, when Finn yelled out in Pushtu,"Stopor I’ll kill the holy one!"

  He had wrestled Martin’s laser away from him and held the soldier before him, weapon to his head. The tribesmen stopped fighting.

  "I was right," said Finn. "Theythink you’re some kind of sacred demigod. That’s how you’ve been keeping them in line, isn’t it""

  Mulvaney had knocked one of the tribesmen sense-less, and when Finn yelled, he had another hoisted high above his head. He stood, holding the man aloft.

  "Put that man down, Mulvaney, — Finn said.

  "Right you are, sir!"

  He dropped the tribesman over the side. His scream sent the others cowering back.

  "Well, you did say to put 1m down, sir," said Mulvaney.

  "There’s no way you’re going to get out of here," said Martin. "Using me as a hostage might work with these superstitious Ghazis, but my men will never fall for it. They’ll shoot us both."

  "Then we’ll go together, won’t we"" said Finn. -Learoyd, Ortheris, Andre, get their weapons. And shut that door."

  Moments later they had the Ghazis tied up and gagged with strips torn from a couple of their robes. The other robes were saved for use as disguises.

  "Allright," said Finn, covering Martin. "We’re going out of here the same way you came in. I’ll be right behind you."

  Martin shook his head. "I’m not going anywhere."

  Mulvaney came up behind him and twisted his arm up behind his back. Martin gasped with pain. "You’ll do as the lieutenant says, mate, or I’ll break yer bloody arm and then I’ll start on somethin’ else. "

  With Mulvaney keeping a firm grasp on Martin’s arm, they moved out into the corridor. "Which way"" Mulvaney said.

  "Goto hell," said Martin.

  Mulvaney forced his arm up higher, and Martin cried out.

  — Enough of that," said Finn."Iremember the way. We go left."

  Frog-marching Martin before them, they headed toward the main chamber. When they reached the corridor that led to it, Delaney had them stop.

  "You three go on," he said.

  "Whatdo you mean, go on"" Learoyd said. "What aboutyou""

  "We’ll follow you. It’ll attract less attention if we don’t go out as a large group. Whatever happens, don’t turn back. You understand" That’s an order."

  "Right. Miss Cross, you come with us. Mulvaney’ll stay behind and follow with the lieutenant."

  "No. You go ahead. I’m staying with Finn."

  "Don’t let’s argue about it," said Learoyd. "Come on, now, we haven’t got much time."

  "I said I’m staying. I can take care of myself, Chris. Now go. Hurry."

  Learoyd shook his head. "I swear, you’re the most stubborn woman I ever laid eyes on, but you can handle yourself in a pinch, I’ll grant you that. For God’s sake, be careful. Off now, lads."

  Finn let them get a good start, then he forced Martin up against the wall. "All right, where’d you put our warp discs""

  Martin smiled."Whydon’t you guess""

  "Okay, we’ll take a little walk and look for them."

  Martin grinned. "Suit yourselves."

  Keeping him in front of them, they headed back toward the room where they had spoken with the twin Priest. They passed a number of tribesmen on their way, but Martin didn’t try anything, and they kept their heads down to keep from being recognized.

  "So far, so good," said Andre.

  "So far it’s too easy," Finn said.

  "You complaining""

  "No, but where are all the soldiers we saw before""

  "I don’t much care, to tell you the truth," said Andre. "Long as they’re not here."

  They reached the room they were seeking and shoved Martin inside ahead of them. There was no one there. Finn pushed Martin into a chair and gave Andre the laser to cover him while he searched the room.

  "What’s going on, Martin"" he said. "Where is everyone""

  "Maybethey all went on leave," said Martin.

  — We’re not going to get anything out of him," said Andre. "He’s no different from our Martin in that respect. "

  "I’ll take that as a compliment," said the soldier from the alternate timeline.

  "Shutup," said Delaney, searching the gear in the storage cabinets at the far end of the room. "Where the hell did they put them""

  "Are these what you’re looking for""

  A pair of warp discs landed on the table in front of Martin. Finn spun around. Captain Bryant stood in the entrance with four soldiers behind him. He had a laser trained on Finn."Goahead," he said, with a half smile. "Do you feel lucky""

  Gunga Din perched precariously on a rocky ledge above the balcony. He had managed to climb perhaps twenty feet. To his left, about fifty feet away, was a large hollow in the rock wall where part of the temple stood, surrounded by the cliffs. He could see the walled enclosure of an open space, a large balcony with several carved statues of Kali between pillars supporting the rock overhead, and farther in, another part of the tem-ple. A number of Chazis had come out onto that balcony and shot at him with their jezails, but he scuttled around to the far side of the small ledge, out of their line of fire. They kept shooting for a short while, laughing, but soon wearied of the game and went away. They could not get at him, but neither could he go anywhere. There was no place left to go. He could not climb any higher, t
here was no place that would afford him adequate hand or footholds to the right or to the left, and he could not go back down. He was trapped.

  He sat there, miserable, shivering from the wind which lashed at him. He had no idea what to do. There was nothing he could do. He had failed. The soldiers had counted on him, and he had failed. He would sit on that ledge, unable to go anywhere, until he became weak or desperate and could bear it no longer, and then he would die. He could see no point to prolonging the in-evitable. He closed his eyes and muttered a brief prayer to Brahma the Creator, giving thanks for the life he had led and asking his blessings in the next one. Then he said a prayer to Vishnu the Preserver, to redeem the karma of his soul as the sun redeems the earth from darkness. He said a prayer to Shiva the Destroyer, asking that the end be swift, and at the last, he prayed to the avatar of Vishnu, the hero-god Krishna, asking that his karma lead him to a better existence in the next life. Then he raised his battered bugle to his lips, determined to die not as the regimental bhisti he had been, but as the bugler he dreamed of being. He shut his eyes and inhaled deeply, preparing to sound Retreat.

  "Whatin heaven’s name are you doing""

  Din jerked so forcibly he almost fell off the ledge. Just before he lost his balance completely, a hand reached out to steady him. He looked up, wide-eyed, at the tall dark figure standing on the ledge beside him. He was dressed entirely in black. The coal-black eyes seemed to burn into him.

  Din s ‘ hut his eyes. Shiva! He had to be dead. The Destroyer had come to escort his soul to the next plane. He

  bent his head down low, touching the rock at Shiva’s

  feet and praying out loud, praising the Destroyer.

  "Stopthat! I can’t understand a word. Can’t you speak English"-

  Din stopped praying. English" The great god Shiva wanted him to speak in English" Come to think of it, the great god Shiva had spoken to him in English. Perhaps it was because he was wearing the English khaki uniform and served as a regimental bhisti. Perhaps that was now the language of his soul. Who was he to question Shiva"

  "Oh, Mahadeva!" Din said, keeping his face pressed close to the rock. "Oh, great god! You who are Great Destroyer; you whose presence is felt in falling of a leaf; you who are bringer of swift and terrible death; you who-

  "I’ll bring you a clout on the head if you don’t stop spouting that nonsense," said Darkness. "Whoare you" What are you doing up here""

  _Your humble and worthless servant, Gunga Din, oh, Mahadeva!"

  "Well, fine. That settles who you are. Now what are you doing here" How the devil did you get up here anyway" Look at me."

  Din slowly raised his face up to stare in terror at the avatar. Something was wrong. Perhaps he wasn’t dead yet after all.

  "Din try to escape, help soldiers, 0 Great One."

  "Soldiers" What soldiers""

  "The Sahibs Finn, Learoyd, O’tris, and Mulvaney. And the Memsahib Cross, 0 Great One."

  "Where are they""

  "In temple, Mahadeva. In greatest danger. Din try to escape, try to help-"

  "And you got stuck up here, I see," said Darkness. "Well, you’ve got a lot of nerve, I’ll give you that. I suppose we’d better get you out of this mess. Here, give me your hand."

  This, then, was the moment, Din thought. Shiva would now lead him into the next life. He shut his eyes and held out a shaking hand to Darkness. He felt himself pulled forward, and kept his eyes tightly shut, not wanting to see the terrifying drop, not wanting to see the end, afraid to catch glimpses of things in the next world that mortal eyes were never meant to see.

  "Open your eyes."

  Din opened his eyes. He was on the parapet from where the Ghazis had shot at him, not fifty feet from where he had perched upon the ledge. He looked down at himself and saw that he was still unchanged. His soul had not been reincarnated into some other form of life, into an insect or an animal or a bird, nor had it been reincarnated into the body of a high-caste infant; it had been reincarnated back into himself, Gunga Din, unchanged, still in his khakis.

  "What are you staring at" Go on. You’re safe. You’re on your own now. I’ve got things to do."

  Darkness disappeared.

  Gunga Din was mystified. How could this be" Had he not died" He must have died! He had seen the great god Shiva, the Destroyer! He had felt himself falling forward, pulled by the hand of Shiva into the yawning void. He felt himself. He felt solid. He felt the same way he always had. There could only be one explanation. It was not the destiny of his soul to be reincarnated into another form of life. He had not acquired enough good karma. His karma was to be a regimental bhisti until he earned the right to be reborn into a higher plane. Shiva had given him another opportunity to prove himself worthy. Din swelled with pride at the thought. He would not fail this time.

  Chapter 10

  Andre had her laser pointed at Martin. Bryant had his pointing at Finn. He smiled."Well, it seems we have a standoff. You kill Martin, I kill Delaney. And then where will that leave us" You might be quick enough to try a shot at me, but with four other weapons pointed at you, I doubt you’d make it."

  "Either way, Martin dies," said Andre.

  "Well, that would be regrettable," said Bryant, "but it wouldn’t change the outcome. I’m prepared to lose Martin if I must. If you’re determined to die and you want to take at least one man with you, go ahead and shoot. Personally, I think it would be pointless."

  Andre hesitated.

  "He’s right, Andre,"said Finn. "They’ve got us."

  "Damn," said Andre. She lowered her laser and Mar-tin took it from her grasp.

  He chuckled, but the sound froze in his throat when he saw Bryant and the others suddenly enveloped in the blue mist of Cherenkov radiation. A second later all five men were gone, their atoms disintegrated. Darkness lowered the molecular disruptor.

  Martin yelled and fired at him point-blank, but he was no longer there.

  "Try over here," said Darkness from the other side of the room.

  Martin fired again, but the target had disappeared.

  "Behind you.""

  Martin spun around and Andre and Finn both dropped to the floor as he fired wildly all around the room, vainly trying to keep up with a target that moved faster than the speed of light.

  ""Hi," said Darkness, manifesting directly in front of Martin, about three inches away. Martin screamed and leaped back, but Darkness was gone again. His eyes staring madly all about the room, Martin kept jerking to the left and to the right, spinning around, trying to find something to shoot at. A fist materialized out of thin air and connected with his jaw. Martin collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

  Darkness reappeared seated in one of the chairs.

  "God, I’m exhausted."

  Finn and Andre both got up off the floor. -Having fun"" Delaney said.

  Darkness stared at him. -You’re welcome," he said. "Ipull your butts out of the fire again and you be-grudge me even some minor amusement. You’re an ungrateful man, Delaney."

  "I'd have been a damn sight more ungrateful if one of those wild shots had hit me," Finn said. "I’m glad to see you, Doctor. We could sure use some help. How’d you find us""

  — Peculiar little chap named Gunga Din told me you were here," said Darkness."Iwas looking for the confluence when I spotted him sitting on a ledge out there, looking unutterably morose."

  "God, we’ve got to get him down from there!" said Andre.

  "No, no, he’s all right," said Darkness. "He’s running about somewhere. The important thing right now is to do something about these characters. I left that one alive to tell me where to find the confluence. I know it’s around here somewhere, but I can’t seem to pinpoint it. ‘,

  "So you know all about it then"" said Finn.

  "Of course I know all about it, you cretin. What do you think we’re talking about" Vargas has already been warned, and I expect he’s gotten on to Colonel Forrester. However, there’s a certain question of timing involved, and a f
ew other minor problems. But before I do anything else, I need to find the confluence point."

  "We can help you there," said Andre. "It’sright below us. We spotted several of them coming through with jet-paks. There’s a narrow section of the pass down there, directly below this temple, where the walls jut out like two giant pillars. The confluence point is there."

  "Well, then it was fortunate for me I saw that little fellow sitting on the ledge," said Darkness. "Iwas about to go right through there. I haven’t yet perfected a means of measuring for inertial surge. That’s the key, you understand. The phenomenon is truly fascinating. What we have here is-"

  "Doe," said Finn, "I don’t mean to sound rude, but we can get into temporal physics some other time, okay" You said there were problems. What problems""

  "0h, well, it’s a question of timing, partly. It appears as if their plan is to support Sayyid Akbar in his fight against the Tirah Expeditionary Force."

  "Iknew it!" Andre said. "Thatmust be where the others have gone, to check on the progress of the force.

  With their help, Sayyid Akbar will be able to set up ann ambush, and then they’ll bring their own troops in to do the mopping up."

  "It’sa bit more complex than that, I’m afraid," said Darkness. "Sayyid Akbar is none other than our old friend, Nikolai Drakov."

  "What"" said Andre.

  "Hemust have stumbled through a confluence somehow," said Darkness, "or perhaps created one by actions of his own. He fell into their hands and now they’re using him to control the Ghazis. "

  Delaney strapped on his warp disc. "I’m getting really tired of tripping over Drakov at every turn," he said."Thistime he’s not getting away."

  "Thistime he’s not a great priority," said Darkness.

  A tribesman came through the door. Before either Finn or Andre had a chance to move, the tribesman had collapsed to the floor as if felled by an unseen hand.

  "Where was l"" Darkness said, apparently not hav-ing moved from his chair. "Oh, yes, Drakov. Forget about Drakov for the moment. There’s something much more important. When I tached to Plus Time and briefed Vargas about the situation, I discovered they had arrested one of the programmers in the archives section of TAC-HQ. He was caught tampering with the implant education and mission program files. A clear-cut case of sabotage. The historians were called in to run a scan check on the files, and they discovered a number of them had been tampered with. They ran a cross-check on the subknowledge of various adjustment personnel and confirmed that the sabotage goes back a number of years. I think you’ll find one of the discoveries made by the historians significant. All data pertaining to Winston Spenser Churchill had been altered. He was entirely erased from all the archive files."