Turning Point_Book 2_A Time To Run by Mark Wandrey

Author:Mark Wandrey [Wandrey, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Alien Invasion | Zombies
Publisher: Blood Moon Press
Published: 2018-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

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Just West of San Diego, CA

“Never liked these fucking things!” Vice Admiral Lance Tomlinson snarled over the headset he was wearing. Seated in the rear observation seat of the MV-22 Osprey, he looked as annoyed as he sounded.

“The Osprey’s a fine bird, Admiral!” Marine Colonel Tad Alinsky said with a grin. “Besides, we’ve only got two Seahawks. We’re using them to move hardware. There are twenty of the Ospreys, so that’s what we use.” The admiral grunted. “The Army is out of this op?”

“Too many factors against them,” the admiral said, shaking his head. “Rose did a hell of a job getting what he did out of Hood when it fell. He has elements of the 1st and 3rd Cav, as well as some people from the sustainment command. Probably better than eight thousand men in and around Hood when the shit hit the fan, and he got less than 500 combat troops out.” He shook his head. “I can’t imagine the Army fared well at all nationally. Landlocked, nowhere to go, sometimes right next to major population centers. Anyway, Rose is trying to organize, but Army on a float? We’re also critically short in the ability to put anyone ashore as it is. I’m afraid they’ll just get in the way of rapid deployment.”

“I can only imagine,” Alinsky said. Marines spent a lot of time on the water. “We’d just moved aboard the Essex a week before the first outbreaks. We got orders to anchor offshore and await developments when comms failed.”

“You’re not sure about the Atlantic Command?” The admiral asked. It wasn’t the first time he’d asked, either.

“No sir,” Alinsky said. “I know the Commandant was in talks with the Joint Chiefs as everything started falling apart. I’d like to ask POTUS, but I wasn’t allowed to bring it up.” Tomlinson nodded in agreement. That meeting had been terse, to say the least. There were a half-dozen marine amphibious assault ships based out of Norfolk, along with more naval assets. They could possibly be doing so much to save people, help hold the wall while the scientists worked.

“San Diego coming up below,” the pilot called. The admiral and the colonel both moved to the side door. The Osprey’s huge three-bladed props were all the way forward, a blur to the left as the men looked down. San Diego was a beautiful coastal town of a million and a half; it had numerous beautiful bridges and many districts along hills overlooking the sea. Flying 5,000 feet above the city now reminded the admiral of the time he’d flown over Lebanon after six weeks of fighting had recently finished.

“How many people could we rescue if we weren’t doing this?” Tomlinson wondered aloud.

“Some, at least,” Alinsky replied. “We had an apartment complex a mile from here firing flares to get the attention of a crew just two hours ago.” The admiral ground his teeth as he looked at the war-ravaged city below. A thousand fires burned. Most were just curls of smoke, but others were infernos.

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