The Malefic Nation by Shaw A. R

Author:Shaw, A. R. [Shaw, A. R.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Mast Hawk Media
Published: 2015-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27 The Candidates

The light, just after the darkest hour of early morning, gave little visibility as they crept along Highway 3, first west and then south across the US border. Dalton figured they’d likely encounter a few scouting groups like the one they’d run into when he was mauled by the bear. They’d left the day before, and as they drove through the guard post in Hope he’d explained they were going hunting. It wasn’t a complete falsehood; a slight deception, but not exactly a lie.

Their first task had been, in fact, to do some deer hunting closer to Hope. Sam had sat out a few traps the previous afternoon, and after checking the first few they thought it might take them longer to actually come up with a deer to show for their efforts. But when they came upon the last trap, lo and behold, a nice buck stood, tethered. Sam hated to do it this way, said it was cheating and dishonest. Dalton felt for him and was about to offer to do the deed himself when Sam pulled back an arrow and cleanly shot the deer.

Once across the border, it took almost no time to locate the first jihadists—too little time, and that fact made the men nervous. The terrorists had moved north already; their vehicles were parked all over the roadway, so it was safe to assume they were camped nearby. Several miles away from their approach, the men stopped and put on their equipment. The plan was simple enough: grab three of the jihadists without making a sound or getting anyone killed, then hightail it back to Hope.

This was a dangerous mission, and it took five of them to do it. Graham, the father to be, was back in Hope, left to care for everyone—especially Tala.

Dalton still worried about McCann after the last failed mission. It had been too much too soon, an early and intense introduction to war for the young man. McCann was capable, but he had a strong survival trait running through him. Dalton worried that even if they succeeded, McCann would harden. He’d seen it happen to so many others before, and maybe it was a necessary fact of wartime, but Dalton didn’t want to see it happen to the young man. McCann was the strongest leader they had of the next generation. Mark was a great kid, but McCann would be the one to make sure they all survived, that Dalton’s sons would grow up to live a full life.

The next generation had been on his mind a lot lately with the coming of Tala’s child. They needed to vanquish these intruders, take their own country back, and work toward building their future.

After they had hiked in silence for two miles to avoid detection, Rick spotted a likely candidate.

The guy wasn’t much more than a kid himself—younger, even than McCann’s twenty years. Dressed in a white headscarf and robe, he stood stoically beside a line of vehicles in the dark.

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