When There's No More Room In Hell 2 by Duffy Luke

Author:Duffy, Luke [Duffy, Luke]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2012-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

18

"There'll be nothing left," Marcus sighed as he watched a tall apartment building take a direct hit, destroying the top half of it in a ball of fire.

Before it became dark, Marcus gave the order to move out. The idea of being on the bridge without being able to see anything approaching was enough to pull them from the vision before them.

They continued along the ring road, looking for somewhere to rest for the night. A maintenance road led them away into the wilderness and away from prying eyes, dead or living. It was narrow and overhung by trees that screened them from the air. Marcus was concerned that reconnaissance planes or even helicopters carrying more troops may appear in the sky above them. The high hedges and thick canopy of trees provided them with the cover they needed.

As the last rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, the team found themselves at a junction on the outskirts of a small village and unsure of which direction they should turn. On the corner, set back from the road and nestled amongst a clump of trees, was a rustic looking old country pub. Its uneven and whitewashed walls with a low thatched roof gave the impression that it had been cut off from the technological and architectural advances of the previous one hundred years.

The sign hanging above the door read: 'The Prince of Wales'.

Stu looked across at Marcus and grinned. "Looks like the Ritz to me, mate."

Marcus bit his lip and glanced to his left and right along the country lane, unsure of whether or not he wanted to spend the night in relative comfort in the pub but blinded by the walls, or in the open where they could see any threat in advance.

Jim leaned over from the gunner's position on top. "Come on, Marcus, we're in the middle of nowhere. With everything going on in the city, I bet there isn't a single dead fuck left around here."

Marcus turned to Stu who looked back at him with puppy dog eyes. "Okay, but we have someone on sentry at all times."

"Great," Stu clapped his hands together. "I'm dying for a pint."

Marcus backed the Land Rover in the parking area at the front of the pub and close to the door. Sini and Jim joined him as he did a check around the outside of the building while Stu and Hussein remained with the vehicle and Sandra.

The public house was well shielded from prying eyes, and beyond the trees there was nothing but sprawling open fields, with the outskirts of the village to the west and south. The area was clear and the three of them wasted no time in gaining entry into the building through the unlocked back door.

Carefully, Marcus pushed the creaking door open with one hand while he raised his rifle to an aim with the other, pointing the barrel into the gloomy kitchen at the back of the building. Nothing charged at them from out of the darkness, so he slowly inched his way in over the threshold.

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