Crucifixion - 02 by Dirk Patton

Author:Dirk Patton [Patton, Dirk]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-02-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Hacking and slashing through the brush I arrived at the point where the group’s trail had come up to a sharp drop off that formed the waterfall. They had angled towards the valley wall on that side and had made their way down in a zig-zag pattern. The waterfall only dropped about 50 feet and at the edge of the drop off I could see down to the flat valley floor below. The group was huddled tightly, backs against the large pool the waterfall spilled into. Rachel, Dog and Betty stood at the edge of the group protecting the kids from a large pack of infected males.

Dropping to my stomach I looked through the rifle scope. 14 males were shambling towards the group. Six infected bodies lay on the ground, apparently having been shot by Rachel. As I watched I saw her struggling with the rifle and realized she had experienced a malfunction of some kind. The kids were screaming and pushing away from the infected, the back rank of the group standing in water up to their knees. The infected were about 150 yards away from my position. Not a terribly difficult shot, but not a slam dunk either, especially at night. Taking a deep breath I slowly exhaled and calmed my body as I sighted on the male closest to the group.

I fired and his head nearly exploded as the body dropped to the wet ground. Finding my next target I fired, then kept finding targets and firing as soon as I saw the result of my shot in the scope. When I ran out of targets I was surprised, which is a good thing. I had been ‘in the zone’ and so focused on finding and eliminating targets that I wasn’t thinking about counting how many I had dropped. 14 infected down with 14 shots, 150 yards downhill at night. Not too shabby. Moving the rifle I looked at Rachel and the group through the night vision. They were all looking in my direction, but I knew they couldn’t see me. Standing up I waved and started following their path down the steep drop. Dog met me half way down the incline, happy to see me. I couldn’t progress until I stopped and scratched his head, then he was content to lead me the rest of the way down to the valley floor.

Walking up to the group Rachel greeted me with a smile and an extended rifle. I took it, turned sideways so she could observe and quickly cleared the misfire. A round had failed to seat fully and wouldn’t let the rifle cycle as it was just far enough out of position that the extractor couldn’t grab it when Rachel pulled the charging handle. I showed her the forward assist knob and gave her a 15 second tutorial on how to clear the weapon. I didn’t ask but guessed that her training on the firing range back at Arnold had been limited to marksmanship and they hadn’t had a chance to go over the nuances of the design of the M4.

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