Escaping Home: A Novel (The Survivalist Series) by A. American

Author:A. American
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780142181294
Publisher: Plume
Published: 2013-10-30T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Jeff, watch those guys. I’m going to get to get them out of here,” I yelled above the din.

Jeff nodded without looking over and switched to his AK, laying slow and steady fire at the three guys. I grabbed Taylor’s hand. “Come on, guys, follow me.” I led them down the side of the house toward the front yard. Rounding the corner I came face-to-face with Mark. I pushed the girls back behind the house and stepped away from the corner.

“What the fuck, Mark? What are you doing?” I shouted.

We both stood there with our weapons at low ready, looking directly at each other. He looked off in the direction of all the racket Sarge was making. “Who the hell is that?”

“The One Hundred and First Airborne. What the hell’s going on? Why are you here, again?”

“I told you we’d be back. We’ve come to seize your weapons and bring you in.”

“Yeah, how’s that working out for you?”

“We aren’t going away. There’s more of us than there are of you, so call ’em off.”

I was stupefied. “Why? What in the hell have we done? Why can’t we just be left the fuck hell alone?”

“Drop the bullshit, Morgan; you’re not innocent. We found the militia group you guys hung your signs around. Don’t pretend that wasn’t you.”

“I can honestly say I didn’t kill any of them, even though you assholes sent them here and one of them shot my daughter.”

Mark’s eye bugged out of his head and he started to scream, “You think this is a fucking game! You are being ordered to surrender your weapons! We aren’t asking, now drop that fucking rifle and get on your fucking knees! Last chance, or I swear to God I’m going to shoot your ass!”

I felt the warm rage rise up my neck, ears and forehead. “‘We’ who? You’re on the wrong end of this fight, you dickheads might be able to push everyone else around, the starving cold masses, but not us.” I tightened the grip on my rifle. “And I do mean ‘us’; there’s more of me than there are of you. Haven’t you noticed you’re all alone? The guys you had come up from the back are toast.”

In an instant, I saw his weapon move. I tried to bring mine up, but reaction is always slower than action. The dirt exploded in front of me as his first round went off, I didn’t hear it, though, because of the thunderous explosion beside my head.

Mark’s weapon dropped. He staggered toward me then collapsed. Jeff stepped forward, the big Mosin in his hands. We stood there looking at Mark’s lifeless body. Jeff cycled the bolt on the rifle and in a detached tone said, “The guys out back are gone,” then began to strip the gear off of Mark’s body.

The girls came around the house. I could hear them crying, though everything was muffled from the gunfire.

“Is he dead?” Mel asked.

“Yeah, he’s dead.”

“I’m sorry, Dad. I was so scared. We should have helped you, but I was too scared,” Taylor said from behind.

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