Fighting Back: A Post Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller (One Family's Survival Book 2) by Ronald Williams

Author:Ronald Williams [Williams, Ronald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-25T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Bill cooled his heels for several hours in an ersatz holding cell with three other men. They had all been picked up separately while on the road after movement restrictions had been declared for the area. One of them was Danny Wilkerson, who lived just a half mile down from Bill and Sally’s cabin.

From what he’d gathered, like him, they had also given some sort of resistance when they were picked up. One of them had obviously resisted physically, judging by the bruising on his face, and the way he favored his left leg.

His cellmates told Bill those that had agreed to being checked for weapons or other contraband, and then go quietly to collection centers in towns and cities had been taken somewhere else. Bill assumed that those collection centers were legitimate and not euphemisms for anything dark and sinister, but he still wanted no part of his family ending up in one. Not after what he’d seen of DP camps while on deployment. The idea was good, in theory, but in practice, a very nasty underworld would take hold and thrive in those places, and too many of the people that were supposed to be managing them were too easily corrupted.

Which meant that he still needed to get out of military custody and get to the cabin so he and his family could get themselves well hidden ahead of any sweeps of the area that might occur. He kept an eye on the comings and goings of the soldiers near the cell, noting that all the ones in MP uniforms moved with that same professional demeanor of the two that had taken him to the cell. Fighting his way out wasn’t going to get him anywhere, but beat down or killed, so he had to figure out their patterns. He knew that his best chance to escape would be during a transfer from one place to another.

After a while, food was brought to them. Four MPs came into the room, two dressed for a riot. One of the other MPs had a small clipboard, and read off each person’s name before the last one handed a paper plate to them. The stuff looked like standard military field kitchen fare, what Bill always thought of as group MREs. No cutlery was offered, and when the other men in the cell objected, the MPs made no response except to turn and leave the room, locking the door again behind them. Bill just sighed, tore an edge of his plate off, and folded it up into a makeshift spoon.

Hours later, Bill didn’t know how long he’d been out, but he woke disoriented and with a pounding headache in a pitch black, extremely loud room - very definitely not the one he’d fallen asleep in. It was dark, and he was tightly handcuffed to something metal that vibrated along with the roaring din around him. The room was damp, that much he could tell right away, and as he started to regain consciousness, he recognized the sound as rushing water and whirring machinery.

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