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Your gunfire hits the clansman squarely in the chest, sending him crashing backwards down the embankment. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Kate looses off a burst of automatic fire from her machine pistol, deftly putting paid to his partner.
Two more clansmen attempt to copy their actions, but end up exactly the same way—lying in a tangled heap on the railroad tracks. For a minute there is a lull in the fighting; then you spot a new threat taking shape.
