Wasteland Rules: Kill or Be Killed (The World After Book 1) by J.G. Martin

Author:J.G. Martin [Martin, J.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2013-12-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

June 12, 2029

Zinc, Arkansas

Rora was in the SUV fiddling with the computer when the two black Humvees roared into town and blocked her in. Armed men in black fatigues and body armor surrounded the vehicle and ordered her to get out. Since the vehicle was trapped, she wasn’t able to fight them off, and she wasn’t sure how much gunfire the SUV could take; she complied. The armed men slashed the SUV’s tires, and then dragged her into the bank and back to the carnage. All of their actions were executed with amazing precision. When they got inside, one of them whistled in amazement.

“Holy crap. Look at all the Drinkers in here. Two guys killed all these. Pretty impressive.” He muttered.

“Stay sharp, there could be more.” The leader ordered. “Two of you cover those doors to the back and the rest of you cover the top of the stairs. The Regulator will either bring us the device or we kill the mercenary if he comes up and take it.”

He grabbed Rora and held her in front of him as his men took up their positions. Two men stood fanned out on either side of him their M-4 carbines trained on the stairwell. They all looked very professional and serious to Rora. All of them sported tight crew cut hair and looked to be in good shape. The way they walked, talked, and handled their weapons she figured they must be military of some kind. But they wore no insignia on their uniforms and had nothing on their vehicles. Mercenaries probably. Men like Derek, trained killers.

They didn’t wait long before they heard two shots from the vault, a moment of silence, and then a final shot. All of the men steadied themselves and prepared to greet whoever came up the stairs. The leader put a gun to her head and Rora froze. The fading sunlight coming through the windows was behind the staircase making it hard to see. Shadows were starting to enter the bank and the sun was almost directly in their eyes. Silence fell in the bank as they all waited to see which man would emerge victorious.

It wasn’t long before they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The gunmen moved forward imperceptibly, trying to see who it was. When Tex’s black cowboy hat slowly rose from the stairwell, Rora let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding. Surprisingly, she felt the man holding her relax and saw the other visibly relax as well. Were they that afraid of Derek? Who was he really?

Tex staggered slowly up the stairs, visibly wounded. He carried the duffel bag in his left hand and his right hand was under his duster clutching his ribs. He was bent over slightly, his hat covering his face, and he seemed to be struggling to breath, much less walk. He stopped at the top of the stairs and leaned on the column there for support.

“Did you get it?” The lead gunmen asked anxiously.

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