These Times of Insurrection: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survivor Thriller (The Abandon Series Book 5) by Ryan Schow

These Times of Insurrection: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survivor Thriller (The Abandon Series Book 5) by Ryan Schow

Author:Ryan Schow [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2021-02-27T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Edric Jennings

The Lexington HQ for the Hayseed Rebellion was big, but it needed to be bigger. The barn was big, too, but it was already retrofitted to max capacity and full of guys from the days of Diesel Daley and Rhett Jensen.

Now they were supposed to add more men?

There was no way.

Edric Jennings was never supposed to head up the HR, but he’d been left in charge when Rhett went to West Virginia and never came back.

At first, Edric had to make small decisions—what supplies were needed, which parts of town the crews should hit, which guys worked well on which teams, and how many of them got guns versus other weapons.

Once again, the infamous Ash Weylin wanted to bring his troops to Kentucky and double the outfit, maybe even triple it.

Again, no way!

If this was going to work—if they even had a chance at surviving the apocalypse—they would need more tents and more shovels and a better route to the nearest stream. They would also need hunters.

Then again, if they’d had any decent hunters among them, they wouldn’t be out there damn near starving in the first place.

The second Edric started thinking about his army of degenerates—and they were a pack of reprobates—he started thinking about one gallon of water per person per day, the right amount of food needed for them to keep their strength up, how much toilet paper dozens of guys taking a dump one or more times per day would need.

He kicked one of the spindles on the old porch railing. The dried wood broke, which got him so pissed off he kicked another spindle, which also broke.

Closing one nostril with his finger, he blew a spray of snot from his nose, then licked his lips and cursed this whole damn mess.

With the new day upon him and fresh air in his lungs, he looked out over the lands and felt like leaving it all behind. He had never wanted this much responsibility. He only wanted the chance to live an equitable life. Now that he was living it, he didn’t want it, for the reality of it all had no chance of living up to the hype that drove them in the first place.

No one made any money, no one had any food, no one took a crap in a nicer toilet than the other person. Black, white, brown, red, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Agnostic, Satanist…all were equal. No one owned anything, no one had job titles, and each guy had a fair chance at both dying and living.

“This sucks,” he growled out into the morning air.

It was colder than normal, but not too cold. Looking out past the barn, he saw a sorry sight that really chapped his nuts. Up on the hill in front of God and everyone, one of the idiots just dropped his trousers and prepared to print his morning constitution.

He frowned, made a face, then thought, This definitely isn’t the equality I signed up for.

Even though Edric had eaten half an hour ago, a deep, painful growling in his stomach intensified to the point of physical pain.



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