A World on Fire: Secret Apocalypse Book 6 (Secret Apocalypse Series) by Harden James

Author:Harden, James [Harden, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-12-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

“Let’s go!” Kenji says. “Move it!”

“Are you serious?” Parker says.

Kenji is standing at the entrance to the built in pathway. He is waving us forward. “Through here.”

“But that leads to the residential area,” Maria says, hesitating.

And the airborne strain. That way lies death.

“We have no choice,” Kenji says, pointing to the barricade. “The leader said this thing was booby trapped. We’re going to have to try and bring the wall down on top of the infected so they can’t get through.”

“And then what?” Kim says. “The residential sector is contaminated. It’s overrun.”

“We have no choice,” Kenji repeats. “We have to do this. We have to block them off. We won’t be able to outrun them. Jack won’t be able to outrun them.”

“He’s right,” I say.

And there’s no way I was going to sacrifice Jack to a horde of infected. We’ll take our chances in the residential sector. We’ll take our chances with the airborne strain of the Oz virus.

We quickly make our way through the pathway built into the wall of pallets. We move in single file, we move hunched over. Kenji leads the way. Daniel is right behind him. Both Kim and Maria are helping Jack walk, acting as his crutches. Parker is at the rear. He is helping Scott move. He is talking to him, telling him he can do it. That we can make it. Just a little further.

Scott is clutching his shattered hand. Blood drips to the ground. He doesn’t respond in any way to Parker’s words of encouragement. But to his credit, he keeps moving forward. He keeps putting one foot in front of the other.

The wall of pallets is bigger than we thought. And the path is almost like a maze. The narrow passageway zig-zags back and forth. And it’s slow going because it’s booby trapped. Every twist, every turn has a trip wire running across the path.

The wire is connected to the pin of a frag grenade.

So Kenji has to stop, kneel down. He cuts the wire with his knife. He collects the grenade.

But cutting through each trip wire is taking a long time.

“What’s taking so long?” Kim asks over my shoulder.

“I have to be careful,” Kenji answers.

“What kind of wire is that?” I ask.

“It’s not wire. It’s fishing line. And the reason it’s taking so long is because the knife I’m using is as blunt as a butter knife.”

It’s a flick knife. A pocket knife. Similar to the one that Kenji gave me all those weeks ago.

This knife has a sharp tip. Because it is only supposed to be used as a last resort.

There is no point in cutting an infected person.

You have to stab it in the head, through the skull.

This is the only knife we have left.

We continue to make our way slowly through the maze of wooden pallets, the makeshift fortification.

It is indeed bigger than it looks.

At each turn, there is a trip wire. Another grenade.

At each turn, we stop. We wait.

The infected gain on us.

They are getting closer and closer.

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