More than Maxine had ever seen. This reminded her of the nightmares she had never told anyone about, from their early days in the bad lands. Hordes of bad men- Raider gangs were almost exclusively male, in dream and reality- descending on her family to do terrible things to them. Over time, as she learnt to fight and scavenge in her waking hours, she had taken control of her dreams, until she could turn the attacks on their heads and lay waste to whole kingdoms of Raiders. The big gun had burnt its way through the first box of ammunition. It had taken longer than she had expected, but she had only fired short bursts of three or four shots at a time. With the massive projectiles it launched, that was more than enough to halt even the larger vehicles that had come up behind them. One of the big rounds could easily crack an engine block. Their mission was to get the truck full of valuable equipment back to the Valley without bringing a hundreds strong Raider party with them.
