Apocalypse Frontier (Apocalypse Squad Book 1) by Allan A.J

Author:Allan, A.J. [Allan, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Sypha Entertainment, Inc.
Published: 2017-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

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When Lopez, Jordan, and Irons made their way to the rooftop, the sun had vanished from view. The stars had not yet lit up the sky, but they were on the wrong side of evening. At any moment, Lopez expected the aliens to come down and attack Vegas.

But… then again, did they have to? Their stated goal was to eradicate humanity, yes, but the targets down here literally had no idea about what was happening. The xenoroaches probably prioritized going after the military ships first, and then settling in for the easy kills down here on Earth.

Unless they had plans to search and hunt Apocalypse Squad. They were the only military unit left, as far as Lopez knew. Sure, there were ground units, but they did not have anywhere near the armory that the Churchill did, and that ship probably didn’t even make a dent in the alien vessel. Quite literally.

Still, as long as Lopez saw nothing to worry about, he would do his best not to worry.

“I’ll take the east side,” Lopez said as the three reached the rooftop of GVR. “The aliens will come from the sky and hit the metropolis so I don’t think we have to keep an eye on the south too much. You take west?”

“Works for us,” Irons said.

Us. Jordan can barely lift his arms. I wonder how much Irons is trying to ignore his condition. Lopez didn’t dare speak, though, and the two spread out a few dozen feet.

In the silence of the night, it was easy to hear things. To imagine things. To imagine that horrifying growl of the xenoroach, and to think it was coming from the other side of the roof. Lopez had just one gun, an L-36, and though he kept his rifle at ease, his wrists twitched constantly, hoping—no, not hoping, expecting—to get used.

But there was one thing Lopez began to hear, one thing he knew he was not imagining. It was something he did not want to hear but could not help with the complete silence around them.

Conversation between Jordan and Irons. One of the last ones, Lopez thought, that they might ever have.

“You know you picked a hell of a time to get a face lift,” Irons said.

“You’re funny,” Jordan said. “I also got some tattoos on my body.”

He’s even got a sense of humor. Who are you, Jordan?

Irons laughed, probably harder than his joke merited, but for good reason. Laughter prevented her from having to face the reality of the situation.

Jordan was almost certainly going to die. He’d just lost too much blood. And even if he did survive, he’d suffered so many wounds that he would become more of a liability than an asset. That wouldn’t be an issue if they got to the Eagle. But if they had to carry him…

“Why did you ever want to end it, Jordan? Why did you push me away?”

Lopez felt like at any moment, Irons and Jordan would look his way and tell him to step further away.

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