CHAPTER 36

We all did as Tommy suggested and threw up our arms.

“Don’t shoot!” I shouted at the Russian soldiers skiing straight at us across the ice. “We surrender-ski!”

Storm rolled her eyes. I guess just adding ski to the end of a word doesn’t make it Russian, even when the Russians you are talking to are on skis.

“Ne strelyayte!” shouted Storm. “My Kiddsy!”

“We know who you are, Kidd Family Treasure Hunters,” said the squad leader as the Russian paratroopers skied right up to us.