Silent Interruption (Book 1): Silent Interruption by Russell Trent

Author:Russell, Trent [Russell, Trent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Published: 2018-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Pow! The loud sound of the latest gunshot sent another jolt to Tara’s back teeth. The horror that she and Michael were using live rounds on human beings had faded long ago. Now it was a running battle for survival. Tara clung to the bed of the pickup truck while Michael squeezed off his shot. Ahead of them, several paces away, another man dropped to the ground, the bat in his hand dropping next to him.

The rest of the mob behind him hesitated. Tara ground her teeth. “Dammit,” she whispered, “Get a clue you assholes and get the hell out of here! Do you really want to die?”

During their flight up this boulevard, Tara and Michael had kept shooting their rifles at their pursuers, hoping the mob would give up and turn back. Tara personally had witnessed body after body hit the asphalt. Her first shot had been difficult. She was not targeting an animal in her scope, but a human being. But she realized the man advancing on her likely would hack, beat or slash her to death, possibly after he horribly violated her.

So she took the shot, and her first target fell.

That realization kept her on her toes, and for this past hour, she and Michael had been fleeing up this boulevard, shooting and moving when the mob of anarchists hesitated. After their flight up the boulevard, Tara and Michael took cover behind a tall truck. Then Michael fired while Tara loaded a new cartridge into her rifle.

Suddenly, a beer bottle flew toward the truck. Tara cringed, but it deflected off the right-side window before it could reach the pair. Glass and liquid sprayed across the vehicle and street, narrowly missing the top of Michael’s boots.

Michael raised his rifle and nearly squeezed the trigger again, but as he looked into the scope he froze. “It looks like they’re pulling back,” he said, his mouth dry. “I think we can make a break for it.”

Tara turned around. There was an intersection up ahead under dangling street lights that were no longer functional. The right turn at the intersection offered a possible escape route. Better yet, the right lane of this boulevard was clogged with stalled automobiles. They could take cover alongside the vehicles all the way to the turnoff.

Michael stood from his crouched position. “Let’s run. Now!”

Tara and Michael took off across the sidewalk, ducking down once they reached the vehicles. Occasionally, Michael would turn around to see if the mob was giving chase, but each time he turned back and kept pace with Tara. Their pursuers finally had thrown in the towel.

Tara and Michael finally crossed onto the intersecting street, revealed as Westphalen Street by the nearby street sign. After a while, Tara got the sense that their backs weren’t being viciously targeted, but she fought the urge to slow down, to rest, to lower her guard. She just couldn’t make herself believe that crazed men with clubs and bottles weren’t just behind her, trying to kill her.

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