War Arrow Page #6

direction. Would Corwin know to do this?

He's a professional soldier,

isn't he?

Then when Meade's patrols are out,

he'll hit the fort with a big attack.

You told Meade about

this? Yeah, I told him.

What is our job?

We'll break up into scouting parties

to see if Corwin uses this plan.

Let the raiding parties go out,

then trail 'em to the main force.

That way we'll know

where it is.

Remember, if any of us are seen

or heard, the fat's in the fire.

Let's go.

Who's gonna play hide-and-go-seek

this time? I'll take this bunch.

All here.

We move fast, Satanta.

Make sure horse do not

stumble. Kiowas ride over you.

That's the spirit.

When the attack starts,

we keep going until everyone

inside the fort is killed.

My tribe take big chance. It's

no chance:
it's a certainty.

You make mistake,

you make no more.

Stop worrying. just start

counting the loot.

Well, I saw it.

How'd it look?

Biggest war party in local

history headin' in this direction.

Them Kiowas sure been breedin'

fast. Was Corwin with them?

It's Corwin. I got a

glimpse of Satanta too.

That fella with all them

sergeants' stripes on his tepee?

Better warn Meade. Listen, Meade

would rather have you in irons...

than beat the Kiowas. He'll have

his chance to do both. Mount up.

Back to give yourself up?

Where are all the men?

Out on patrol.

How soon will those patrols

return? They just went out.

What difference does it make?

Drop your sidearms on the floor.

How many men are here? He said drop

your sidearm. You're under arrest.

Twenty? Forty? Fifty? Twenty.

Think you can put my whole

detachment under arrest? Just you.

You'll need even me. In

a half hour, every Kiowa...

in this territory's gonna be climbing

these walls. I don't believe that.

You oughta have more faith,

Colonel. Put it on the table.

You're adding one charge after another!

I'll see you in front of a firing squad!

You won't live to see anything

if we don't get moving.

Pile up

all your ammunition.

Set your artillery up

on the north wall.

Put your women and children

in the powder magazine.

I'll give the orders!

By that time, the Kiowas

will be finishing your meal!

You lost your rank when you deserted!

That's for a court-martial to decide!

I'll make sure of that!

Open the gate!

Sir, we sighted a full force of

Kiowas heading toward the fort.

Very well.

Major, take charge

of your bunch.

I'll handle the troops

that are left.

Is that all the ammunition you

could find? That's all, sir.

We'll need 20 times that.

Not with these old pieces.

Six rounds

and they'll blow up.

What good is artillery here? What good's

a fort with a hill lookin' down its throat?

Nobody will be able to move inside this

compound. You're overdramatizing things.

Aw, there's one

in every fort.

Get that man's name!

Come on, boy!

Get him inside. Inside,

ladies. That's it.

Brady, it can't be

this bad.

Your husband and every Kiowa in

this territory are dropping in on us.

That's right,

spread it out.

As fast as you can.

I'd rather stay out here. I

want to see him for myself.

You'll be tortured if you're

caught. He wouldn't let them.

Once those Kiowas get inside,

nothing will stop them. Where's Avis?

She's in the quartermaster

warehouse, held as a prisoner.

I'd better get her.

Brady!

Oh, Pino, I'm so glad

to see you!

I am glad too, Avis. Put

her in the powder magazine.

No!

Go with Pino!

But why

the powder magazine?

If necessary, we'd both

rather see you die that way.

Avis, you must do as

the major says. Yes.

It is time I listened

to other people. Go on.

One of those guns is out!

The other ain't got far to go!

Brady, never

have I been so wrong...

and somebody else

so right.

I owe you more

than I can say.

Luke, get every man you can. Try to

drive the Kiowas out through the gate.

Wilks, get the colonel

into his office.

Maygro! Pino!

You men come with me!

Right here!

Oh, Brady.

Good luck, Major. Take

care of the Seminoles, sir.

Don't worry about them.

You just take care of Elaine.

You've made the word

'Seminole' an honorable one.

The days will be long till you

return. We'll be back someday.

Troops! Atten-shun!

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