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- A whack to McClane's gut knocked the wind out of him. He went limp as a rag doll. Targo dropped him and went looking for McClane's gun.
- McClane caught his breath. "No, I'm not gonna arrest you," he muttered.
- He dragged himself to the far side of a huge container, where Targo couldn't see him. He stomped down on the cleat lock that kept the container anchored in place, snapping it free.
- "I'm gonna fucking kill ya!" he said. He threw his weight behind the container. It went sliding along the rail on which it had been parked, rattling loudly as it gained momentum.
- Targo whipped around as the container hurtled toward him. It was moving too fast for him to escape. It crashed against the wall with a resounding clang that reverberated through the hold, crushing Targo beneath its weight.
- Battered and bloodied, McClane staggered over to Berndt and picked up his pistol. The magazine was full. Grateful for small favors, he limped through the door of the hold and up the stairs.
- - Die Hard with a Vengeance, Chapter 10
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