This is an ongoing story about a lost world of hungry dinosaurs, sinister villains, and non-stop action. If you’re new to Hollow Earth Expedition, I suggest starting at the beginning.
Jack Steele peered down the barrel of his rifle at the three Nazi soldiers, each of whom peered down their own barrels back at him. The prisoners in the cages and even the giant who had been pulling the train of carts looked on in tense silence. All things considered, Jack was ready to admit that this hadn’t been one of his best plans.
A series of crashes and booms echoed out from the jungle. Jack might have assumed that it was a stream of boulders crashing down a rocky slope, but the noise was too rhythmic. Footsteps, Jack thought. Gigantic, running footsteps. And whatever was making the noise was almost on top of them.
Without lowering his rifle, Jack glanced up just as Celeste dashed out of the underbrush right towards him. Her face was flushed, her red dress was torn, and she was kicking up her heels as if the devil himself were on her tail.
“Celeste!” Jack shouted. Still keeping his finger on the trigger with onehand, he grabbed her arm with his other to stop her flight. “Celeste! What’s going on?”
She seemed too panicked to recognize him. “Big!” she cried frantically. “Big! Teeth! Big!”
It was only an instant before Jack got a look at what she meant. The ravenous king of the prehistoric jungle, the Tyrannosaurus rex, ripped through the foliage with the force of a run-away train. As it barreled down on them, its massive head glanced off a palm tree. The tree cracked and sagged over as if bowing before its king, but the tyrannosaur was not to be slowed.
The Nazi soldiers fired their rifles at the charging beast, but the shots resulted in nothing more than insignificant red specks on the wide landscape of its leathery skin. The tyrannosaur ignored the pitiful firearms but charged in to deliver it a violent kick to the train of wheeled cages, no doubt mistaking it for an animal. The cages and their screaming occupants flew thirty feet and crashed in a jumbled of broken wooden bars and scattered people.
The shaggy-bearded giant who had been pulling the wagons was pinned upside down, kicking his feet uselessly in the air while still anchored to his yoke by heavy chains. The prisoners who had not been too badly injured in the crash bolted from their captivity like frightened rabbits. Suddenly, the jungle floor teemed with running, wailing people, and the commotion set the tyrannosaur into a feeding frenzy.
“Let’s get out of here!” Celeste shouted as she pulled at Jack’s sleeve.
Jack didn’t budge. While everyone around him screamed and fled from the rampaging tyrannosaur, Jack stood his ground and took aim. He was no big game hunter, but he knew that the best way to stop a charging elephant was to aim right between its eyes, so he fixed his sights on the midpoint of the creature’s bumpy brow. He willed his breath to slow down and his hands to stay steady. Only then did he squeeze the trigger.
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