Charge To Battle: A World War 3 Techno-Thriller Action Event by Nick Ryan

Author:Nick Ryan [Ryan, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2021-02-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6:

They moved with agonizing restraint, hindered by their rudimentary camouflage and the fear that, from the crest of the ridge, a man with binoculars might easily see them. They crept across the field six inches at a time, careful not to disturb the grass, pulling themselves forward with their elbows, pushing off with their toes. Overhead the breeze stiffened and the smoke that had covered the battlefield since sunrise melted away.

The ground beneath them was hard. Edge suspected the area had once been a small field of crops; it was corrugated as though, years before, it had been under the plough. He kept his head down as he moved, losing track of time so that his entire world narrowed to the few feet directly ahead of him.

The two men lost contact. Edge was aware that Waddingham lay somewhere to his right but they never spoke, and he never sensed the other man’s proximity. It was a solitary world of strain and sweat and tension. The only sound was his own hoarse breathing and the undulating rustle of the grass as it became fanned by the wind.

Twice in the first hour he slowly lifted his head to get his bearings, doing so each time with infinite caution, lifting his eyes just high enough to see the wall of trees on the far side of the field.

The sun on his back became hot and sweat ran in rivulets down his face. Then a sudden shot rang out, echoing against the sky. Edge froze and his heart slammed against the cage of his chest. He lay, unmoving for long seconds until he heard a sudden thin chorus of voices coming from somewhere behind him.

“We surrender! We surrender!”

Edge slowly let out the breath he was holding. It was the injured survivors on the riverbank. They had shot a round into the sky to attract the attention of the Russians. His time was up. An hour had passed.

He knew that within minutes a Russian patrol would come to investigate and until they had gathered up the prisoners all eyes would be on the stretch of river and on the field where he lay. He put his head down and remained still, using the time to regulate his breathing.

After a few minutes he felt a faint vibration through the ground and then heard the sudden high-revving noise of an engine. It sounded like a jeep. He knew the Russian Army had a number of off-road light utility vehicles. Most of them carried four men.

The vehicle braked to a halt and then followed the sound of running feet along the road that stopped suddenly. Edge imagined the soldiers with their weapons drawn, tense and wary of trouble as they clambered down the riverbank and stumbled upon the ragged handful of American soldiers.

For long minutes the silence overwhelmed him. He strained his ears for clues. An alarmed shout in Russian split the silence.

Edge couldn’t understand the words but the tone was unmistakable. The voice was barking demands, but the replies were muffled.

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