moved out. As Ted made his way around the far side of the house, Mike watched closely for any movement in the house. Just as before, there was no sign anyone was there. Ted moved quickly; and in no time Mike heard Ted whispering in his ear. “Two in the garage; I can see Jeff sitting on the floor.”
“Roger that; I’ll hit the back door,” Mike replied.
“I’ll take these two; when you hear my shots, go in.”
Mike started to move towards the house in a low crouch. He wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of entering the house alone. Someone to open doors to make the entries faster and more dynamic would be much better; but they had to do this, now. As Mike came up to the rear of the house, he heard the muffled report of Ted’s suppressed rifle, two shots in rapid succession. Mike quickly jerked the door open and moved through it. As he came into the kitchen, a figure rounded the corner.
The muzzle of Mike’s weapon hit the person in the chest; and at the same instant, Mike pulled the trigger. With the muzzle in contact with the man, all the gas from the shot followed behind the bullet, entering his chest and causing a massive wound.
“Shit!” Mike muttered; and then he proceeded around the corner.
He moved through the house, finding no one else. Keying his radio, he said, “Clear.”
“Police the body,” Ted replied.
Mike moved back to the lifeless form lying on the kitchen floor. The wall was splattered with blood and tissue. He didn’t bother checking the upper body, as it was a disgusting mess. Giving the pockets a quick pat, he removed a pistol from a holster on right hip, and magazine from the left front pocket. Rolling the body over, he removed an AK mag from one of the back pockets. Picking up the rifle that the corpse still gripped, he moved to the garage.
“What’d he have on him?” Ted asked.
“Couple of weapons,” Mike replied.
“No radio?” Mike shook his head, “Good, I was afraid he had one; these two didn’t,” Ted said. Motioning to the two bodies on the floor with the muzzle of his weapon, “let’s get the hell out of here.”
“Where’s Jeff?”
“In the buggy; they roughed him up, but he’ll be alright.”
“I’m sorry, guys. I never heard them coming,” Jeff said from the buggy, holding his battered head.
“Don’t sweat it man; at least you let us know something was up,” Ted replied.
“I never would have thought about it.” Jeff nodded his head, “you guys are good.”
“That’s why we went over the challenge/reply with you.” Mike kicked one of the bodies on the floor. “This is the reason.”
Before leaving, Jeff and the guys had gone over the procedure for their return. They would call him on the radio and let him know they were coming in. If there were a problem, and he wasn’t alone, he was to reply with come on in. On the other hand, if it were clear, he would reply with, all clear. It was a simple system that would sound innocuous to anyone hearing it.
They quickly headed home. Ted was still worried those guys might have somehow managed to get a message out. Jeff sat in the passenger seat, not saying anything. He held his bloody face in his hands, letting his head bob against the rail. Ted looked over at him. It was obvious he was hurt; but it looked like he was mostly ashamed about what had happened.
Chapter 4
I woke up feeling hot and sticky, a slight sweat covering me. Kicking off the blanket, I got up and looked at Mel. She was covered only in a sheet. Good idea I thought; time to go with only the sheet now. Scratching my head, I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower before leaving a foamy piss in the bowl and my drawers in front of it. Finding my way back to the shower, I stepped in and let out a yelp. The water was cold as shit, but refreshing. Washing quickly, I grabbed fresh clothes and dressed. In the new world I wore my clothes for several days. Clean clothes were a luxury.
Wandering out to the kitchen, I
“Roger that; I’ll hit the back door,” Mike replied.
“I’ll take these two; when you hear my shots, go in.”
Mike started to move towards the house in a low crouch. He wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of entering the house alone. Someone to open doors to make the entries faster and more dynamic would be much better; but they had to do this, now. As Mike came up to the rear of the house, he heard the muffled report of Ted’s suppressed rifle, two shots in rapid succession. Mike quickly jerked the door open and moved through it. As he came into the kitchen, a figure rounded the corner.
The muzzle of Mike’s weapon hit the person in the chest; and at the same instant, Mike pulled the trigger. With the muzzle in contact with the man, all the gas from the shot followed behind the bullet, entering his chest and causing a massive wound.
“Shit!” Mike muttered; and then he proceeded around the corner.
He moved through the house, finding no one else. Keying his radio, he said, “Clear.”
“Police the body,” Ted replied.
Mike moved back to the lifeless form lying on the kitchen floor. The wall was splattered with blood and tissue. He didn’t bother checking the upper body, as it was a disgusting mess. Giving the pockets a quick pat, he removed a pistol from a holster on right hip, and magazine from the left front pocket. Rolling the body over, he removed an AK mag from one of the back pockets. Picking up the rifle that the corpse still gripped, he moved to the garage.
“What’d he have on him?” Ted asked.
“Couple of weapons,” Mike replied.
“No radio?” Mike shook his head, “Good, I was afraid he had one; these two didn’t,” Ted said. Motioning to the two bodies on the floor with the muzzle of his weapon, “let’s get the hell out of here.”
“Where’s Jeff?”
“In the buggy; they roughed him up, but he’ll be alright.”
“I’m sorry, guys. I never heard them coming,” Jeff said from the buggy, holding his battered head.
“Don’t sweat it man; at least you let us know something was up,” Ted replied.
“I never would have thought about it.” Jeff nodded his head, “you guys are good.”
“That’s why we went over the challenge/reply with you.” Mike kicked one of the bodies on the floor. “This is the reason.”
Before leaving, Jeff and the guys had gone over the procedure for their return. They would call him on the radio and let him know they were coming in. If there were a problem, and he wasn’t alone, he was to reply with come on in. On the other hand, if it were clear, he would reply with, all clear. It was a simple system that would sound innocuous to anyone hearing it.
They quickly headed home. Ted was still worried those guys might have somehow managed to get a message out. Jeff sat in the passenger seat, not saying anything. He held his bloody face in his hands, letting his head bob against the rail. Ted looked over at him. It was obvious he was hurt; but it looked like he was mostly ashamed about what had happened.
Chapter 4
I woke up feeling hot and sticky, a slight sweat covering me. Kicking off the blanket, I got up and looked at Mel. She was covered only in a sheet. Good idea I thought; time to go with only the sheet now. Scratching my head, I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower before leaving a foamy piss in the bowl and my drawers in front of it. Finding my way back to the shower, I stepped in and let out a yelp. The water was cold as shit, but refreshing. Washing quickly, I grabbed fresh clothes and dressed. In the new world I wore my clothes for several days. Clean clothes were a luxury.
Wandering out to the kitchen, I
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