Whiskey Tango Foxtrot (Book 5): Something To Fight For by W.J. Lundy

Author:W.J. Lundy [Lundy, W.J.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: zombies
Publisher: Phalanx Press
Published: 2014-12-10T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 20

The deck of the small riverboat was empty. David was pacing nervously, shouting instructions to the rest of the crew as lines were being pulled up and engines started. Brad moved along the plank wood deck and a crewman indicated for him to drop his gear against a rail. The boat was nearly fifty feet long and twenty feet wide, more of a floating barge than boat—probably used to transport crates of goods up and down the river in better days. A white planked pilothouse divided the barge into two halves. Parts of the white shack and some of the deck looked to have been recently repaired. Scorched and splintered bits of wood still remained.

David moved toward Gunner and spoke loudly so they all could hear. “I’ll be bringing the rest of the crew on shortly; you are all to remain on the aft deck. Nobody goes inside, nobody goes up to the bow. Any questions?”

Gunner nodded and pointed to the fresh pine planks and burnt decking near the corner of the pilothouse. “You doing some remodeling?”

“It’s dangerous out there; we had some trouble on our last cruise,” David said, pointing to the distant shoreline.

Gunner walked closer to the repaired bits of the pilothouse and pointed at the unpainted bits of plank. “Burn marks and frag bits. So the Primals are throwing grenades now?”

David looked away toward a pair of incoming small boats. “Like I said, it’s dangerous out there. Here comes your crew, stick to the aft of the barge and I’ll have you at your destination by morning.”

David turned and walked into the pilothouse, leaving a pair of crewman to help guide in the small boats. Brad saw Doctor Howard standing alone holding his pack, so he guided him to the rail and told him to drop his bag. Howard sat on the deck with his back to the rail as Brad stood over him with his rifle in his hands. Gunner and Meyers were standing near an opening in the aft deck, coordinating the transfer of gear and personnel from the other ship. The small boats pushed off unceremoniously and motored back into the harbor in the direction of the Coast Guard boat.

Once the crowd cleared from the opening in the rail, Brad could see bags of gear stacked in the center of the barges deck. Men crowded around them and then dispersed to find places of their own along the rail. Meyers shot a thumbs-up to David who was observing the transfer through a window in the pilothouse. The engines gurgled and the riverboat picked up speed in the water.

Brad looked across the deck, seeing Vilegas, Parker, Brooks and Sean—all of the shooters from the group. He smiled and moved forward to greet them when Chelsea passed between Brooks and Sean, carrying a pack in one hand and her rifle in the other. Brad stepped forward, trying to hide the shock at seeing her onboard. He moved closer and took the bag from her and tossed it next to the rail close to his own.

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