The Bunker (The Infected Series Book 2) by Justin Gowland Read Free Book Online Page A

try to speak to them?” I asked getting slightly excited.
    “I did but they mustn’t have heard me. I tried everything I could think of then it went dead halfway through them repeating the message asking for help.”
    I looked at Chris sat on the edge of his seat and I knew he wanted to go and rescue these people, but I also knew at that moment he wanted me to start making the decisions. I think he felt he had made the wrong one in bring the women here with us. It was a joint decision at the time but he was the leader then and had the overall say so.
    “Do you know where they are?” I asked.
    “Funny thing is its back in Thirsk. It’s a little odds and ends shop in the market place.”
    “You have got to be fucking joking.” I said throwing my arms in the air.
    “Why? What’s the matter with that?” He asked.
    “Remember when I told you I had been staying at that doctor’s house after I escaped the lab?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Well that’s where I got all that shit survival gear from. I asked the old dude was going to be alright and he said yes. Now we have to go save his old wrinkled ass. Fucker!”
    Chris smiled, stood up and as he walked passed me he put his hand on my shoulder and said “Karma’s a bitch isn’t she.”
    ‘Yes she fucking is.’ I thought before following him to the armoury to get some gear.
    As we were loading up I asked “How many are there?”
    “From what I could gather a family of four, the old man and a young couple. They sounded pretty stressed out.”
    “I don’t doubt it if they are surrounded by the infected. Have we enough fuel in the A.P.C to get there?”
    Chris was placing some grenades into his webbing and said “We probably have enough to get there, but we are going to have to stop somewhere on the way back.”
    Standing there looking at the far wall I thought about the service station where the bikers had attacked us.
    “The service station, you know the one where the bikers had that go at us. It should be safe enough to get fuel from.” I said.
    Chris nodded and asked “What weapons you taking?”
    Looking at him covered from head to toe with grenades and mags for his rifle. I was tempted to say ‘You.’ but then I thought better of it.
    “The MP5 and its silencer why?” I answered.
    “I am thinking that’s great from close up stuff, but it might also be handy to have some good long range stuff like the SA80’s we brought with us.”
    “Sounds like a plan.” I said grabbing the SA80 mags and rifle.
    Slinging the SA80 I hooked it over my shoulder, the MP5 I let dangle by its tactical harness. I had six mags for the SA80 and six for the MP5. Chris had one less of each type of mag because he was also bringing some grenades, and while I think they are cool, there was no way I was going to be carrying any unless my life really depended on it.
    “Chris you didn’t tell any of the women the code to get in the bunker?” I asked as we passed the security office.
    “I didn’t even tell Jay it, why?”
    “It’s just I would hate to go save these people and end up finding Tracy in here and us locked out of the bunker.” I said.
    “You have a point.” He said.
    Taking the lift up to the ground floor we stepped out and opened the hatch. Fresh morning air flooded through the opening and I could feel the little gnome packing his bags and fucking off. The sunlight was a little bright as I stepped outside, but it soon eased off. Looking about there was nothing but a few birds chirping and the blue sky and white clouds. It was like we had stepped back in time to before the infected. Chris headed off toward the A.P.C and I ran to catch up. Opening the A.P.C we both took our previous seats, Chris in the drivers and me in the passenger seat. The familiar rumble of the A.P.C engine echoed inside the cabin. We turned down the gravel track and out on to the road and headed toward Thirsk.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Eight
     
    We hadn’t travelled