The Left Series (Book 2): Left Alone by Fletcher Christian

Author:Fletcher, Christian [Fletcher, Christian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: zombies
Published: 2012-12-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Six

I ducked behind the gunwale with my back to the protective steel as the small arms rounds clattered into the side of the boat. The remaining shit kickers had obviously regrouped and rearmed themselves. I hoped those guys didn’t have any real heavy armor. Smith must have wasted most of them with the 20 mil but a few still remained, hiding in the woods and hell bent on ambushing us and stopping our progress up the river.

“Take the wheel, Wilde,” Smith screamed above the twangs of bullets hitting the upper deck steel structure.

I knew Smith was going to let fire with the 20-mil again. I could steer the boat as I wasn’t experienced with a heavy duty weapon. We kept low and swapped places. I ducked behind the wheel and peeped through the front window.

Smith checked the gun and cocked it. Metal ammunition boxes lay either side of the weapon mounting. Smith opened up, cutting through the trees on the river bank with the heavy ammo. Branches and pieces of foliage dispersed in rows along the shoreline under the hail of 20-mil rounds.

The firing from the river bank ceased as the guys in the woods obviously dived for cover or succumbed to their fate. Smith stopped firing but continued to train the muzzle along the shore.

“Keep us on a steady course in the center of the river,” Smith commanded.

“Yes, sir,” I yelled back, flicking my forehead in a mock salute.

Smith shook his head and returned his gaze to the gun barrel and the river bank. I thought I better stop pissing him off or I might be next in line to take one of his bullets. We carried on up the river in silence, the dipping sun projecting a red glow across the water while we left the slaughterhouse behind.

Smith clicked on the 20-mil safety catch and sauntered over to the wheel house. He stood in the doorway and lit a smoke.

“You got a problem with me, Wilde?” His words were croaky and the tone was confrontational. He was bigger, stronger and more ruthless than I was so I felt I wasn’t capable of rising to his challenge.

I sighed. “No, I’m sorry if I got a little cranky back there.”

“We all have bad days, kiddo,” he said, exhaling smoke. “Some days it’s hard to keep it together with all this shit flying around.” His tone was more soothing now.

I was glad he accepted my apology.

“How’s the guy doing on the deck?” I nodded towards the glass.

“He’s copping some zees, right now. He’s probably going to be as sore as hell when he wakes up.”

“Well, you did throw him out of a window into a tree,” I said, smirking.

Smith looked at me and sniggered. I was glad we had our shared sense of humor back. He leaned forward to the console and flicked on the navigation lights.

“What if anybody sees us?” I asked.

Smith sighed. “So they see us. Zombies will have a hell of a job climbing onboard and I don’t think those shit kickers will bother us again.

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