Edge of Collapse: An EMP Post-Apocalyptic Survival Prepper Series (American Fallout Book 1) by Alex Gunwick

Author:Alex Gunwick [Gunwick, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

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Luke slammed his foot onto the gas pedal and blasted past the prisoner in the orange jumpsuit. He glanced in the rearview mirror for a split second, and when he returned his attention forward, a gunshot blasted through the front window. It punched through the passenger seat’s headrest before whizzing through the back window.

Four men in orange jumpsuits stood across the center of the road. They each leveled an AR-15 at him. Luke skidded onto the dirt shoulder, kicking up a barrage of gravel. He clipped the man on the far right, sending him flying into a field. The other three turned their weapons on him. They unleashed a firestorm of bullets, puncturing the tailgate and destroying what was left of the rear window.

Head down, breath heaving, Luke tried to feel the road under the tires. He couldn’t risk looking up. One good shot would kill him. He’d never see his family again. But he’d walk through hell before he let that happen.

He flew down the road toward a large sign that read Pleasant Valley State Prison. A riot of orange jumpsuits blocked the road ahead. There was too many of them. The five men behind him ran toward him. The mob of escapees closed in from the front.

Move! Now!

As he fishtailed into a U-turn, the rear tire caught on the lip of the pavement. When it released, the truck lurched forward. His chest slammed against the steering wheel. Half-expecting an airbag to the face, he instinctively brought his hand up.

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop.

Bullets blasted across the hood. He lifted his pistol and shot through the broken window. He took down two of the five men before driving straight into a third. The prisoner flew over the hood. He got caught on the jagged edges of the front window. His torso hung over the dashboard; his face landed on the passenger seat. Blood dripped down the glass onto the dashboard.

Luke shot him in the head. If the guy wasn’t dead before, he sure as hell was now.

An AR-15 hung from the guy’s shoulder. Luke shoved him to the side and yanked at the rifle. The man’s body pinned the gun against the seat. Luke cursed and gave up on trying to get it.

After skidding onto the turnoff to Highway 33, Luke blew past another gaggle of prisoners. He had no idea what had happened at the prison, but it must have been due to the power outage. He didn’t care and didn’t have time to contemplate it. If he didn’t get as far away from the prison as possible, he’d be toast. He’d already used up eight of his nine lives in the gunfight, so he wasn’t about to tempt fate.

He didn’t take a full breath for fifteen miles. The putrid scent of the prisoner’s now-empty bowels mixed with the metallic scent of blood. He gagged and pulled over to the side of the road. As he stumbled into the empty dirt field, his stomach heaved, expelling its contents in an arc of mottled orange.

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