Deadman Deliverance: A LitRPG Apocalypse Series by C.B. Titus

Author:C.B. Titus [Titus, C.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-FOUR

REGROUPING

Iwoke to a kind of crackling sound and a voice. I bolted upright, my pulse spiking, and immediately started searching my surroundings for any enemies. I felt weak and saw that the hundred corpses around me were being pecked at by various crows and vultures with a host of mutations, ranging from extra wings and eyes to glowing feathers. I absentmindedly grabbed a severed limb that was a few feet away and took a bite from it, drawing some rads into myself in an attempt to regain some of my strength. I heard the crackling again.

“-Repeat, have the targets been eliminated?”

I started to search around and found what looked to be a small handheld radio strapped to the leg of a man whose face I seemed to have removed at some point. In the past, short-wave radio transmission had too much difficulty functioning properly in the wastes, but it looked like the Remnants’ tech savvy had granted them yet another edge. I lifted the radio, finding all of the buttons clearly labeled.

“Please respond.”

I recognized that voice. I lifted the radio to my mouth and squeezed the button labeled “talk.” “Hello, Leah,” I said simply.

There was a pause, then a crackle. “Donovan. I don’t suppose I need to ask what happened to the Republic soldiers I sent that way?”

“I think you can guess,” I said, taking another bite from the arm I was holding in my off hand.

“Would you do me a professional courtesy?” she asked, her voice sounding even rougher through the radio’s signal.

“Shoot.”

“Tell me how you knew we were going to attack and get people into position so quickly. We weren’t even aware you had the kind of numbers necessary to stage a counterattack in a deadzone?”

“We didn’t know.”

“You’re telling me twenty deadmen killed one hundred crazed zealots with some of the best equipment we could give them?”

“No… it was just me.”

There was static for several seconds. “It didn’t have to be this way, Donovan.”

“No. It didn’t.”

“Isn’t letting you live enough? Isn’t the dream of a new America worth it?” I’d never known Leah’s voice to emote much—she kept it level, if gravelly, at all times. This time though, I’d swear she was trying to convince herself as much as she was me.

“I’m looking at a field of one hundred dead men and women you just sent to kill me… you tell me if it’s worth it.”

There was static for a few more moments, then silence. I dropped the radio. That explained Graves’ presence. The attack on Medina, at least this portion of it, had been plotted by the Remants’ agents, at least in part.

I started moving through the field of corpses, searching for my weapons. My clothes were shredded, melted off, or bullet holed, so I scavenged a fresh shirt, boots, and pants from various corpses. I eventually found my pack, as well as the weapons I’d used and discarded in the midst of the fight. Once that was done, I ate some more while scavenging for what ammo and other goods I could use.

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