Surviving The Zombie Apocalypse (Book 3): Salvation by Joshua Jared Scott Read Free Book Online

helicopters.” Mary gave him a practiced
glare, one she learned from Lizzy.
    “I’ll
set up a large fuel dump at the airstrip in Montana where our pilots sometimes
meet. We can pick a few other spots too. If they can refuel in several places,
the effective range will go way up, and we can place them even closer to cut
down on response time.”
    “We can
decide on the locations later,” said the captain. “What about your militia?”
    “I’ll go
back and fetch them after we settle on where I’m building the base, in case I
need to bring any particular supplies. The Black Hills aren’t completely
fortified yet, so I have to leave a fair number behind to oversee the work.”
    “And
keep zombies out,” added Mary.
    “That as
well.” I tried not to sigh. “We’re seeing more each day. So far it’s been
manageable, and I’m not overly worried. They can’t break into our valley, but I
want them kept out of the Black Hills altogether so we’re free to move about.
Anyway, I’m going to bring around seventy people, and, for the most part, these
will be among the best I have. A few of the most experienced have to be left behind,
along with the soldiers you assigned us way back when. That should be
sufficient to keep our home safe. Worse case, they can hold the line while we
all fall back to the Black Hills, should Yellowstone be overrun.”
    “I don’t
see that happening,” argued Captain Briggs.
    “You’re
probably right, but Salt Lake City and the Ranching Collective thought the same
too, once upon a time.”
    “And
they had to run away,” concluded Mary. “We know. We were there, and we ran away
with them, as fast as our legs could carry us.”
    “You
aren’t outgunned this time,” said the lieutenant. “Before, you were fighting
with rifles and pistols with next to no heavy weapons. That has been remedied.”
    “We will
be outnumbered though,” I pointed out, “and you can’t say what weapons they
might have found in the meantime, might be as good as what we got.”
    Neither
soldier tried to deny this.
    I rubbed
my eyes with one hand. My allergies had been bothering me, and being in the
forest was not helping. “I’ll have seventy people, all of whom know what they
are doing. Each will have a M-16, some with attached grenade launchers. I’ll
bring in several heavy machine guns too. The twins here will head up my sniper
team. In addition to the M-16s, everyone will have a sniper rifle as well.”
    “We like
to shoot people when they aren’t looking,” explained Mary. “We practice that way
more than normal fighting.”
    “There
are times when it pays to be sneaky,” admitted the captain.
    “In some
of the battles we had, way back when, we found that a handful of snipers hiding
in the rear or off to the side really helped.” Personally, I love snipers.
“Since it worked so well, we made sure everyone in the militia was taught to
shoot that way. Not everyone can stare through a scope and watch as their
bullet kills another person…”
    “Most
can’t.” Mary rolled her eyes. “Weenies.”
    “It
works against zombies too, and most can drop them without it causing too much
mental anguish. The people I’m bringing will be ones I know or think can kill
real people, if they have to, but a lot have never been in this sort of fight
before.”
    “It’s
the best we can do,” said the captain. “How long do you think it will take to
get them organized and over here?”
    I leaned
up against the wall. “If you need them right away, I can spend a day driving
home, a day getting sorted, and be back the following afternoon. If you prefer,
I can take a little longer and gather up the aviation fuel and anything else
you may need and cart it over all at once. We could set up the refueling
stations on the way as well, if there’s time.”
    “A week
or two shouldn’t matter. With snow on the ground, here and there, and the
raiders still gathering their forces, I think it’ll be a while before