Bad Moon on the Rise (Soldiers of New Eden Book 3) by Knighton T.L

Author:Knighton, T.L. [Knighton, T.L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Flint River Publishing
Published: 2015-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

Crickets chirped all around, an early morning chorus greeting the new day. Above, birds woke from their own slumber, their chirps joining in the symphony. As Walker lay along a fallen tree, he wondered if he would have ever been one of those who would enjoy such things. He doubted it though. For better or worse, he was a city boy and he knew it. Hell, he still missed the smell of engine exhaust and pollution from factories. He couldn't think of any scenario that would change him into someone who actually liked the forest.

Regardless of where he'd prefer to be, the forest was where he was and where he'd been for the foreseeable future. Luckily, Walker had learned long ago that sucking it up for the short term often meant better rewards in the long term. Sure, Declan was the one usually saying that, but it didn't make him wrong.

He looked around, the early daylight only barely allowing him to see the men surrounding him. On either side were Somerton rebels, desperate to avenge the loss of what they held dear. Long years of training kept their eyes glued on the path their target would take.

Walker forced himself to focus. It never had been his strong suit, but he liked to believe he was adaptable.

The puttering noise warned the men that their target approached. Walker placed his AK-47 against the fallen tree to steady it and waited. While the Somerton men were, in theory, answering to him, he knew what he didn't know, and ambushes like this weren't part of his skill set. Instead, he was just a shooter and here to learn. It grated on him, but he could put up with it in the short term.

The bus pulled into view. He aimed the weapon and readied to pull the trigger. All he need was the signal.

From in front of the bus, a flurry of gunshots tore into the old, rusted yellow metal. All around, weapons answered. Walker pulled the trigger, adding his AK's report to the lethal symphony.

The last attack like this was described as being only a hair more sporting than staking a cow out in the middle of a pasture and hunting it. This time wouldn't be so easy.

From within the bus, muzzle flashes answered. Bark and bits of tree flew from around Walker's cover. He ducked down quickly, avoiding the worst of the onslaught. "Son of a bitch," he yelled.

The shots near him tapered off, so he forced himself to look over the tree. Muzzle flashes from inside the bus were still there, but not as many as before. Walker pulled his AK up and aimed at where one of the flashes had been. He opened fire, moving away from the point of the flash with each shot until silence eventually fell upon the grizzly scene.

"Cease fire," cried a number of voices, all from about where his people would be. Around him, the Somerton men stood and scanned the surrounding area. Walker pushed himself off the hard earth and mimicked their actions.

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