The Remaining_Extinction by D. J. Molles

Author:D. J. Molles [Molles, D. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dystopian, War & Military, thriller
ISBN: 9780316261661
Publisher: Orbit
Published: 2015-07-28T00:00:00+00:00

LaRouche and Clyde stood at the edge of the woods, looking out across I-40. They’d left their car parked among a jumble of other abandoned cars, where it would be camouflaged, and then they’d hiked down south of Newton Grove, where they’d already seen an armed presence. Here on the interstate, LaRouche watched the beat-up red pickup truck pass by for the second time.

“That’s twice in an hour,” LaRouche murmured.

“They patrolling,” Clyde responded.

LaRouche agreed with a nod. “Out of Newton Grove, I’d guess.”

A minute out of sight and a blue car came rolling on, going the opposite way as the truck. This was the second time it had made an appearance as well. LaRouche growled at the sight. “Well this is interesting.”

“How’s that?” Clyde asked, shifting his weight.

LaRouche rubbed his beard, scratched it. “Newton Grove was always quiet. Kept to themselves. Not into the whole patrolling thing. Either they’ve expanded, or they got taken. Either way, might be a good lick for us. If they got enough resources to be putting out patrols like this, then I imagine they have gas and guns. Might be tough to take, though.”

Clyde regarded his partner and raised an eyebrow. “You think we should do it?”

“Well, that’s not really up to me,” LaRouche said with some irritation. “We’re just scouting.”

“Hey, you hear that?” Clyde held up a finger, inclining his head to the roadway.

“What?” LaRouche held very still, listening into the silence.

No, not silent. Something in the distance. The whistling, growling sound of diesel engines in the distance.

“Yeah, I hear it.” LaRouche rose from his position and worked a little closer to the edge of the woods for a better view. He couldn’t quite tell which direction the noise was coming from, but as he got closer, and the sounds drew nearer, he could tell they were coming from the southeast.

“You see anything?” Clyde asked, close behind.

“Mmm…” LaRouche leaned out, still conscious of remaining in cover. “Okay. Yeah. Let’s get back into the woods.”

“What is it? What’d you see?”

“You’ll see in a minute.” LaRouche turned into the woods and pushed himself up the incline back to where they’d been hiding a moment ago. He chose the same spot, but hunkered down farther into the leaves. Clyde followed suit. Only their two heads would be visible from the roadway, peeking out from behind a few tree trunks, but you’d really have to be looking for them.

The noise of the engines grew louder and louder.

The blue car sped past, back toward Newton Grove.

“Is it running away?” Clyde asked.

LaRouche didn’t know, but he didn’t think so. “I think he’s leading them.”

Closely following the blue car came a multitude of green and tan vehicles, one after the other.

“Marines,” Clyde said, his voice tainted with disgust. “What are they hauling?”

LaRouche watched the bigger trucks and the guns they were towing. “Artillery. Lots of artillery.”

“What the hell are they doing this far away from Camp Lejeune?” Clyde shook his head. “They’ve never come this far west before.”

“Coming after us?” LaRouche offered.

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