The Fight For Freedom: A Post-Apocalyptic Thriller by Morgan Carpenter

Author:Morgan Carpenter [Carpenter, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-11T22:00:00+00:00

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Ojo, Spider, and Jonah peered through the thicket.

Two young men were sitting on logs around the campfire, staring into the flames as if they were locked in a captivating trance. Both looked to be around twenty-five or less, and neither was conversing with the other.

Ojo’s eyed rested on a two door red 1980s GMC pickup truck that was parked off to the side.

“Easy pickings,” he grinned.

“What do you want to do?” Jonah asked.

But before Jonah had even completed his sentence, Ojo had already leapt out of the brush and approached the two young men with open arms.

“Amigos!” he called out.

Both of the young men were instantly jolted out of their trance and stood up to see Ojo approaching. Spider and Jonah soon joined Ojo behind him.

“Who are you?” one of the young men asked.

The second man quickly reached into his sleeping bag bundle and withdrew a Marlin 336 .30-30 lever action rifle. He racked the lever to load a round into the chamber.

“Woah, woah, woah!” Ojo reached out his hands. “Let’s put that away, amigos.”

“Who are you?” the first man asked again.

It was only natural for both of the surprised men to be extremely wary of Ojo. He may have been a short man at five foot six, but he was also heavily tattooed and pierced, sported wild black hair and golden teeth, and currently was waving around a fully loaded .357 Magnum revolver…not exactly the most trustworthy appearance.

“Relax!” said Ojo.

“Why do you have a gun?” the second man asked.

Ojo smiled and proudly held up his Smith & Wesson to present it to the young men.

“Who doesn’t have a gun these days, amigos?” he asked. “No gun in your hand and you’re a dead man, right?”

“Fair enough, but why are you waving it around us is what he means?” the first man retorted, picking up a machete that was resting on the ground.

Ojo looked at the gun in his hands and shrugged.

“This bad boy may have a hair trigger but it only goes off when I want it to, my amigos,” Ojo said. “And it ain’t gonna go off now. That I can personally guarantee.”

“Let’s put it down for now,” said the second man, holding his .30-30 at the hip with the muzzle pointed towards Ojo. “Nice and easy. Then we can talk.”

Ojo twirled the gun around in his hands with a one-sided grin, before promptly jamming it into his belt.

“Okay, now we’re all amigos finally, right?” Ojo asked.

The two young men glanced at one another anxiously, neither reassured.

The first man then said: “Again, who are you? And what do you want?”

“Who am I?” Ojo asked with a sly chuckle. “I’m like you two guys. I’m alone, only here with my amigos.”

Ojo motioned towards Spider and Jonah, before continuing: “We’re alone, and we’ve lost a lot of our brothers. Same must have happened to you, am I right? Couldn’t just be you two alone this whole time. Wouldn’t have made it. There’s safety in numbers, like they say.”

The two men glanced at one another again.

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