Lockey vs. the Apocalypse | Book 1 | No More Heroes [Adrian's Undead Diary Novel] by Meadows Carl

Author:Meadows, Carl [Meadows, Carl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Zombies
Publisher: Chris Philbrook
Published: 2020-10-26T22:00:00+00:00

August 6th, 2010

DECLARATION OF WAR

So, yesterday officially underlined my mental sticky note of, “Don’t fuck with Nate,” a few times. I know his cold and practical side is necessary, but when he goes into soldier mode, there’s no flicker of human warmth, with complete laser focus. He has a mission, at the end of which is a target. While on that mission, nothing else matters but that goal, and if you’re in the way, you’re nothing but an obstacle to be cleared.

Nate had hit upon—as he referred to it—“solid gold intel” from listening to their chatter over the past few days. Today, seven guys were rolling out to a local petrol station in three vehicles. One would be driving a little solid tanker, in other words, it had no separate cab and trailer like an eighteen-wheeler would, but was instead like the box truck version of a tanker that home heating oil deliveries are usually done in. It was shorter and entirely a singular vehicle. The other two vehicles would be SUV’s, each with three armed gunmen.

With a full quarter of their hostiles (I’m using the term Nate always uses, makes me feel all military and clever) outside the compound, this was an opportunity to deal them a severe blow, not just to their numbers, but also their resources. Clearly, fuel was all important to running their generators and by hitting that essential supply run, Bancroft would go mental. Active denial of resources, Nate calls it. He’s so wordy.

Nate also warned that as soon as we did this, Bancroft would know he was in a two-way battle, not just a hunt for the beautiful princess and her loyal sidekick.

I am not the sidekick, so shut it. This is my story.

This had to go down smooth and for once, he was going to let me drive my way. The key to this whole plan was being able to draw at least one of those vehicles away and as they had the hots for us, if I was dangled as bait, they wouldn’t be able to resist.

I took the black Astra we used to get home from our last outing, realising it was a GTi with a bit of grunt to it. I dropped Nate off about a mile from the petrol station, in the opposite direction they would approach, and let him get set in his ambush spot. He was tooled up in his tactical vest, loaded with full magazines for his shiny new toy which he had spent an hour sighting in properly. It wasn’t a plaything anymore; it was locked, loaded and fully calibrated, in the hands of someone who knew how to use it.

Properly.

He knelt down at the corner of a building and gave me the nod.

I headed off towards the petrol station and as I approached, I could see the two SUV’s parked across the entrance and exit, the small tanker parked within. They’d have to manually crank the fuel in and had already been there a half hour.

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