Hunters by Dawn Peers

Author:Dawn Peers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Permuted
Published: 2018-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

PINNED

“Infected! Everyone without weapons, get indoors, now!”

Mark Stiles’ yell seemed to snap anyone nearby out of a daze. Seeing sprinters up this close and personal again was a shock. The years of training and the hard-fought campaign with Sherman, however, wasn’t forgotten. Captain Alex Denny brought his sidearm up at the same time as Mark; the two soldiers, along with a couple Mark recognized from the gate patrols, began to calmly take shots at the oncoming sprinters. Not all of the infected headed for the small cluster shooting at them, which is what probably saved their lives.

Mark tried not to think about how the vaccine in everyone’s bodies might be ineffective and focused on taking the sprinters down any way possible. He wasn’t aiming for the head; he wanted to immobilize the threat, so his people could take them out once they were down.

From rooftops, in between the reports of gunfire, he heard McCartney’s supporters jeering. “We can take these out, but what if there’s more?”

The police captain had a point, although Mark couldn’t see any other transports heading to the area. They were in the middle of a serious firefight, and they’d have to trust their instincts. However, it was a targeted attack, which McCartney would surely know any of the Omaha veterans would be capable of dealing with efficiently.

“He’s not going to send anything else. He’s not trying to kill me. He wants to win power off me; if he does it with murder he’s not going to get the support he needs to keep control.”

Mark put a 9mm round from his M9 into the knee of a man probably no older than his late twenties. The sprinter buckled and tumbled forward under its own momentum, skidding and rolling a couple feet away.

“I got it.” Captain Denny pulled his knife, twisted it in his palm, and dispatched the threat with a thrust to the temple.

The Omaha veterans were effective. Most of the sprinters had been felled not long after exiting the transport. Denny, still in a crouch, took down the last one with a placed shot to the forehead.

Mark checked his magazine, heaving a sigh of relief. One round left. Talk about cutting it fine.

“We need to put down these infected and find out how McCartney managed to acquire two of our own transports to move them in,” Mark said to Denny. “More important, I want to know how he found that many sprinters in the first place.”

One of the guards, a no-nonsense woman Mark remembered as Helen, sounded in shock at seeing so many of them. “They all look so…fresh. Where did they all come from?” They’d all become used to shamblers, the faster threats of the living infected were now just a bad memory for most.

“I don’t know. I intend to find out, once we show these bastards who’s really in charge.”

As if on cue, a shot rattled down from a rooftop, popping through the head of one of the prone zombies. Mark glanced up to see where the attack came from.

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