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Jack had discovered several red sequins littered among the underbrush, but so far he had not found the girl. Judging from the tracks, she had been fleeing from some very big, nasty creatures. Jack cursed himself for not having been at the drilling machine when his crew needed him. Now they were scattered and probably dead, and it was his fault.
Something big crashed through the underbrush towards him, and Jack instinctively took cover behind a tree, his .30-06 pressed tightly to his chest. As he listened, he realized it was no jungle beast. First he recognized the sound of subdued weeping, then an irregular creak of axles and wagon wheels. Then came goading voices, callous laughter, and the sharp crack of a whip.
Peering around the tree trunk, Jack saw a train of wooden cages set on crude wooden wheels. Through the leaves he counted four cages and caught glimpses of native people imprisoned within. These four cages were linked together and pulled along by what at first seemed to be an enormous, shaggy beast. Then it passed by an opening in the branches and Jack saw that it was no animal—it was a gigantic man wearing a ragged black tunic with a long, shaggy beard. He must have been at least eight feet tall, and his rags did little to conceal his broad shoulders and thickly-muscled legs. This man’s strength must have been enormous to haul those four carts along the rough jungle trail, and the scene made Jack feel as if he were spying on a fairy tale, watching an ogre carry villagers back to his dungeon. Well, if that giant had any of Jack’s crew in those cages, then Jack would just have to introduce the Brothers Grimm to the Remington bolt action.
Weaving his way silently through the bushes, Jack moved towards a curve in the game trail to head off the wagon train and get a better look into the carts. What he saw surprised him more than the eight-foot giant. That big man wasn’t the one taking prisoners; in fact, he, too, had been made a prisoner. His hands were chained to a heavy yoke around his neck, and that yoke was pinned to the carts he pulled. His captors were using him as a beast of burden to help them haul in their other victims. Beside the cages walked the true aggressors: four men in gray uniforms and rounded helmets.
“Nazis,” Jack muttered as he brought his rifle up to his shoulder.
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