Cascadia Fallen: Spiritus Americae by Austin Chambers

Cascadia Fallen: Spiritus Americae by Austin Chambers

Author:Austin Chambers [Chambers, Austin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Chambers
Published: 2020-11-10T22:00:00+00:00


16

The Mission Must Continue.

Tahoma’s Hammer Plus 31 Days.

“Larry, you know how to operate that AK?” Earl whispered. “Things could get dicey pretty fast.”

“I’ve shot a few of them,” Larry acknowledged from behind his tree. They had taken the rifle off of the man that had tried to tail them.

“Alright. Even with my suppressor, we can’t afford to lose the element of surprise,” Earl said, bringing him up on the game plan. “I’m going in alone. I just need you to cover me and call out ‘Fallujah’ on the radio if you see anyone comin’.”

Larry nodded. “Good luck, Earl. If trouble starts, I’ll take out as many as I can,” Larry promised. “Just remember I can’t see every approach from these woods.”

Earl slipped the night vision device down and started creeping through the forest to the back side of the cabin. The thought to pretend to be part of the gang and approach the front had occurred to him, but it seemed too risky. These guys have a routine, by now, he told himself. Been together long enough to know each other’s clothes…even the way each other walks. He knew his activities in the house would bring a certain level of noise—he had no choice but to take out the front guard—silently.

The smell of seasoned fir emanated from the fireplace as he slowly crept around the large fancy cabin behind the ski lodge. Earl stayed in the dark as much as possible. He had to travel halfway down the structure’s front to get to the covered porch that was partially recessed by the shape of the building. He paused on the corner and crouched a couple of feet, slowly peaking around the wall. Sleeping sure enough, he thought. Just like dead POS said…

Earl watched the guard for a couple of minutes. He was wrapped up in a quilted blanket, and sitting on a front porch rocker, rifle leaning against the doorframe five feet away. Time to commit. He slipped around the corner and onto a shoveled sidewalk. He could feel and hear the sand crunching under his feet. Damn! He opted to speed his walk up, pulling his rifle and sling up momentarily. He ducked his head out from under the sling as he stepped up onto the porch, careful not to catch it on his helmet and NODs. With his rifle free, he shot its butt directly into the sleeping man’s chin, hitting ‘the button’ and knocking him out. Earl pulled two zip ties he’d transferred from his pack to his cargo pockets out and secured the man’s hands to the rocker. He used his knife to cut up the blanket, stuffing a piece in the man’s mouth and using a long strip around the man’s head to hold it in place.

He tried the handle, and the door opened. Earl slipped in and closed the door. He saw the flickering of the fireplace dancing on the walls of the entryway and dining room. The cozy cabin had been set in a mountain décor, with no expense spared.



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