Hard Knocks
by Olufemi A. Togun
Category: Fiction

Habass looked at the shattered head of his man; astonished the police were such good marksmen. For him, this was a signal to move. Without the grenade launcher, he knew it would be difficult to match the firepower of the anti riot police who out numbered them. The jeep leapt forward and out of its parking space, before tearing out on screeching tires. Smoke from its burning tires rose into the air like wisps of steam from a teacup. Isah got behind the wheel of the Toyota Liteace minibus while the others scrambled in. As the vehicle screeched out of its parking space, volleys from the concerted fire of the anti riot policemen hit it repeatedly, shattering all the glass windows, wind shields, and deflating its tires. Yelps of pain emanated from the occupants as the slugs lodged in their bodies. Having no other option, the robbers spilled unto the street once again firing wildly as they tried to make their get away on foot. It was an effort in futility.