Road To Babylon | Book 12 | Ain't Goin' Down by Sisavath Sam

Author:Sisavath, Sam [Sisavath, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Infected
Publisher: Road To Babylon Media LLC
Published: 2021-11-29T05:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Fire, smoke, and blood.

But mostly fire…

…and a lot of smoke and blood, too.

The screaming had stopped, though. Thank God for small miracles.

The mortars had taken out the Shakers lining the two wagons across the makeshift “fort.” Keo assumed they were all dead, not that he could confirm any of it. There was too much fire. And smoke. And blood.

The Shaker girl with the Thousand Yard Stare was somewhere to Keo’s right. Or most of her was, anyway. Her right arm was missing, and so was half of her face. Shrapnel from the explosion had made the remaining half unrecognizable.

Some of that shrapnel had gone into Claire at multiple places. Like him, she had been knocked off her feet by the force of the blast. She was still on the ground, unconscious, when he grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder. Keo had no idea what had happened to the Shaker male that had been at the wagon with them.

…grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder…

He wasn’t sure how he did that. Hell, he wasn’t sure how he was doing any of this, but he was.

Then he was moving through the fire and smoke and blood.

…moving through the fire and smoke and blood…

How? No idea. He just was.

Because to stay still was to die. Most of the spot where he and Claire had found refuge with the Shakers was little more than a charred hole. The mortars had done their jobs too well. There was still gunfire around him, signaling that the threat wasn’t over. Far from it.

Or maybe that was abandoned ammo going off. Abandoned, because their owners were dead. And dead men and women didn’t need bullets.

There was no one in the woods to shoot at him. Did he just get lucky by running into just the perfect part of the forest where there was no Bucky? Or did the mortar rounds kill them off, too? It wouldn’t be the first case of friendly fire in the history of the world.

He changed up his grip on Claire. The girl felt surprisingly light on his shoulder. She was small, but she wasn’t that small. So how was he moving so quickly and so well? Hell, how was he moving at all?

Five minutes of fast-walking through the woods became ten, then fifteen, then twenty. Every now and then, he heard aircraft moving above him but never looked up to check on who they were. If it was Buckies and they saw him, he was dead. If it was Black Tide, and they saw him…well, they couldn’t really do anything for him anyway.

So he focused on what was in front of him and didn’t bother to look around. He had no help coming. Not from Black Tide and not from—

There were bodies on the ground, partially hiding among the tall grass. Blood covered the area, and the smell of fresh gunpowder was still strong in the air. Keo had sniffed it before he stumbled across the carnage, but hadn’t been sure.

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