Survival Of The Sickest: A Post-Apocalyptic Virus Thriller (Cannibal Warfare Book 2) by Jordan Vezina

Survival Of The Sickest: A Post-Apocalyptic Virus Thriller (Cannibal Warfare Book 2) by Jordan Vezina

Author:Jordan Vezina [Vezina, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Mountain Wolf Press
Published: 2022-03-12T00:00:00+00:00


The two walked quietly through the woods, effectively patrolling their way to a small wooded hill that overlooked the rail yard. Cotton gave Jean the hand signal to stop, and he dropped his pack. After she had also dropped hers, he performed a hasty ‘box recon’ of the area, checking for anyone who might have been posted in their immediate vicinity, but found no one.

These people had no reason to believe there was anyone in the area worth worrying about, so there was a distinct possibility security was going to be fairly lax. As far as the Poles knew, there was no one in the Texas Meat belt other than some random feudal kingdoms and ragtag groups of marauders.

Cotton returned to where Jean had set up a hasty observation post. She knelt beside her pack, watching the rail yard through binos.

“What have we got?” Cotton asked.

“Near as I can tell, it’s about a platoon-sized force. Forty at best. See those railcars to the east of the main terminal?” Jean asked.

Cotton flipped up the magnifier on his DDM4 and looked through it. He wouldn’t get the same kind of magnification Jean had on the binoculars, but he could still make out what she was indicating. “Yeah, I see them.”

“Notice how they’re locked up, but all the others around the yard are partially open?”

Damn, she’s sharp.

“You’re right,” Cotton said. “Figure that’s where they’re holding prisoners?”

“Makes sense,” Jean said. “But probably not many. Way you told it, they’re not in the prisoner-taking business. But, for whatever reason, they took April, so that might be where she ended up.”

“Leverage,” Cotton said. “Americans don’t do well with women being hurt. If they wanted to draw folks out for an ambush, that would be one way to do it.”

Jean put down the binos and looked at her father. “Is that what you think this is? A trap?”

Cotton thought about it for a moment and then shook his head. “No,” he said. “At least, not right now. For the moment, we have the element of surprise.”

Jean looked at her watch. “Still got three hours before the sun goes down,” she said. “In case you’re thinking that might be the way to go.”

“I want to,” Cotton said, indicating that a night raid under NODs—night optical devices—would be ideal. “But I don’t know if we have that kind of time. Notice how they’re working on the other engines?”

“Didn’t escape my attention,” she said.

“They’re fixing to move, and if it were me, I’d plan to do it before nightfall.”

“Then we hit them now,” Jean said decisively. “Those railcars are near the rear perimeter fence. We breach it, hit the cars one by one until we find her, and then get out.”

“What if we don’t find her?” Cotton said, testing her daughter. “What if she’s not in those cars?”

“I know my limits,” Jean said. “I’m brave but I ain’t stupid. If we don’t find her in those railcars we have to get out.”



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