Project - 16 by Martyn J. Pass

Author:Martyn J. Pass [Pass, Martyn J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, adventure, action, apocalypse, end of the world, dystopian, free book
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

In the morning we pressed on, much slower now that navigating had become a much more careful process. Any landmarks I had were submerged in snow and more often than not I relied on my compass and the odd bit of ruined building here and there to go by. Piotr, who was more familiar with the snow, often joined me at the front of out little line and helped, pointing out things I couldn't see.

At some point we crossed a section of motorway which was clogged with the traffic of fifty years ago - now only a line of green and brown hulks parked nose to bumper. The snow had fallen here but seemed unable to find a purchase on the moss and bind weed.

“Longest traffic jam I’ve ever seen,” said Piotr as we looked down on it from the bridge.

“That's nothing. I went to New York once,” laughed Riley.

We negotiated the sloping sides until we were on the tarmac, the bridge having collapsed near the other side. Carefully we picked our way between the cars and overturned trucks. Half way across, Riley called out to us.

“Look at this!” she cried. Piotr and I squeezed between two hatchbacks and saw her stood in front of one of the better examples of Britain's post-apocalyptic furniture. “It's a Jag!”

“And?” I asked.

“This'd be worth a fortune back home! And look at her!” She gestured to the wreck with both hands.

“Knock yourself out,” I replied and carried on walking. I heard her attack the car with her knife and when she caught up with us she was waving the chrome Jaguar in my face.

“This'll fetch me a buck or two!” she said.

“Did you ask the driver?” said Piotr.

“Driver?”

“Yeah, look.”

She turned around and saw the skeleton slumped over the wheel. I'd noticed it before - a single entry wound in its right temple. No exit. .22 maybe. Bullet probably bounced around inside his skull after being fired at close range.

“Oh,” she said. “He didn't look like he wanted it anyway.”

As we reached the other side I thought I heard something behind us. Piotr must have thought the same thing because we both stopped in our tracks and turned, looking at each other.

“You hear that?” I asked. He nodded.

“It came from up there,” said Riley, dropping her pack and lifting her rifle to her shoulder. She stared down the scope at the break in the hedge that we'd come through earlier, easing off the safety and chambering a round. Piotr began working his own rifle whilst I was still looking at the slope. “Do you want to hazard a guess?” she asked me.

“Dogs.”

“Spread out,” she said, walking towards the nearest car and stepping up onto its bonnet. “No point running.”

I dropped my gear and unwrapped my rifle, letting the case fall to the floor. Then I ran down the line of traffic and got on top of another car, my cleats scratching the metal as I clambered up. Piotr was on Riley's left about eight cars down from her, aiming at the slope as the first animal appeared.

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