The Longest Road (Book 3): The Other Side by Thompson A.S

Author:Thompson, A.S. [Thompson, A.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2015-04-14T04:00:00+00:00

1447 hours

"I'm surprisedyou're still here, Jones,” West said, walking through the Captain’s Lounge door after returning from the ice rink. “Figured you'd be long gone by the time we got back.”

“I have my reasons.”

West snapped his finger and the others joined him around the table. "We need ideas fast. We only have three hours and forty-three minutes."

"We should look at this in terms of pros and cons," Jones suggested from a comfortable chair. "Look, I know I'm not a military strategist, but I am a business strategist, and glare at me all you want, but strategy is strategy. Layout the pros and cons then figure out a plan based on the data."

West leaned back from the table and folded his arms. "Go on, Mr. Businessman. Let’s hear it."

"Cons first, always. Well, it's safe to assume we'll be outmanned and outgunned. And Daytona will be expecting a trap, so he'll be even more cautious..."

Faces were bleak as the cons were quickly stacking up.

"Maybe we should switch to pros. Let’s go around and say our strengths. I’ll start. I have a background in building and engineering."

Clint frowned. “This is a waste of time, West.”

“Humor him.”

“Fine. Former Marine, then Secret Service. Background dealing with counter threats and security.”

“Travis?”

“Studied strategy in the Army. Then went on to Special Ops control. Good with my hands, fixing shit or fighting.”

“Good, now environmental.”

"For one, the city's power grid is still functioning, so we can control the arena’s lighting and use it to our advantage."

"And we know the layout of the rink, they won't,” West added after Travis.

"True."

“What else?"

"There are multiple points of ingress and egress."

"That can be good or bad. Escape routes or choke points."

“This isn’t working,” Clint groaned, throwing up his hands. “We are spinning our wheels. Daytona's expecting you at center ice in three hours and forty minutes now."

“More like center water,” Travis replied, dejected.

Being left on post-outbreak, the ice rink’s cooling system had long since burned out, leaving behind a grimy pool dominated by mold and fungus.

"We need a plan, people."

Alex looked up at West, though it took his dilated, veiny eyes a few seconds to focus. "You mean you don't have one?"

"No."

"That's shocking...no, I’m being serious. I am legitimately shocked,” Alex said, smacking his chalky lips. “I mean you took down Jimmy Sanchez back at Camp using zombs, a knife and some c-4. This would seem like a walk in the park."

West leaned against the wall, rolled his head back, and closed his eyes.Come on, Chucky, think! She’s counting on you!

As the others argued back and forth, West zoned out their voices until it was quiet in his head. When his eyes opened, he found himself staring at the ceiling light. He could practically hear the vibrating energy resonating from the bulb. And in that odd moment, an idea hit him.

"I think I got it," West said in a way that indicated he was still piecing a plan together. "Alex, you just might be a drunk genius."

"Thanks?"

"This is what we do..."

West explained the plan, drawing out a rough sketch on a notepad.

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