Bug Out! Part 10: RV Race to Battle by Robert Boren

Author:Robert Boren [Boren, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Dystopian, Teen & Young Adult
Amazon: B010KI31AM
Publisher: South Bay Press
Published: 2015-06-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10 – Homeward Bound

Terry dropped his rifle in front of him. Jackson was still lying on the ground and pushed his rifle in front of him. The man behind Terry jammed his rifle barrel into his back.

“Walk, Crusader,” he said, still sounding weak, blood running down his upper arm and dripping off his elbow.

“I got a bead on him,” Heidi said, eye against the scope on the M107.

“I’ve got one in my sights,” Kurt said.

“Me too,” Jerry said.

“Take the shot,” George said. “Terry, drop to the ground. Now!”

Terry dived, and the head of the man behind him exploded as Heidi hit him with the .50 cal round. Then the others fired, hitting all of Islamists. Jackson rushed over to Earl and carefully turned him over.

“Can you hear me, Earl?” he shouted.

“Damn this hurts,” Earl said, smiling. “Son of a bitch.”

“Where’s he shot?” asked Mary.

“Hip, right side,” Jackson said. “Bleeding like crazy.”

“Apply pressure, and get him to that hospital,” she said. “Fast.”

“We’re on it,” Jackson said. Terry and Private Peterson rushed over and helped.

“I’ve still got the keys to Malcolm’s Jeep,” Kurt said. “Meet me over there.”

“I called the hospital,” General Hogan said. “Ambulance on the way. Any hope for Private Sanchez?”

“No, sorry, General,” Private Peterson said, fighting back tears. “He took one right in the forehead. Dead before he hit the ground.”

“Oh, no,” General Hogan said, crying. He pulled himself together as fast as he could.

“I’m going down there to find Saladin,” George said. “Stay on the M107 and cover the team, okay, sweetie?”

“Okay, honey,” she said. “Be careful.”

He rushed down to Terry. “Any sign of Saladin?”

“Not so far. They came out of those bushes there,” he said, pointing. “It’s sandy. Follow the tracks.”

Then there was a moan. George pulled his pistol and crouched as the others hurried away with Earl. George snuck back into the bushes, and there he was, sitting against a rock, delirious. Saladin. He saw George, and his eyes opened wide, fear sweeping across his face. George pointed his pistol at him while trying to see anybody else who might be lurking nearby.

“I’ve got Saladin,” he said.

“Can you take him prisoner?” General Hogan asked.

“I’d rather splatter his head all over the rock he’s leaned up against, but yeah, we can take him. You want him?”

“Well, we’ve got two nice cells down in the dungeon, you know,” Dobie said.

“Alright, you’ve made contact with the better angels of my nature,” George said. “He might not last long though. His right side is all burned up. He must have been in that first spot we hit with the fire bombs.”

“No more icons moving,” Frank said. “And almost all of the chips in that last cavern are gone. It must have been a living hell in there.”

“Yeah, probably about like a kiln,” Malcolm said. “I think we won, boys.”

“Stay sharp and keep your eyes open,” General Hogan said. “There might be more fighters around with their chips removed.”

“I’d be surprised,” Terry said. “These guys that tried to jump me were a real mess.

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