The Orphans (Book 3): Strangers by Mike Evans Read Free Book Online Page A

playing from bands he’d never heard before, “Hey great music guys really uh different.”
                  Tina smiled, “I have these guys on my mp3 they are the best right?”             
                  Clary gave a thumbs up nodding excitedly as he slid the window shut to the truck and moved to the rear putting as much distance between himself and the music as possible. He rested his machine gun on the truck’s tailgate not taking his eyes off of the Turned soldiers in the distance. He knew that even though they looked comatose right now that it was a matter of a sound a gun blast or anything to make them come out of their current state. He thought of all the places that he and his team had been, the nightmares that became true in third world countries and he knew that he would gladly, gladly trade any one of those horrible missions for their current circumstances.
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                  Aslin moved through the woods being extra cautious to avoid broken branches. He’d been trained by the best to be a ghost in the shadows. Even now decades later after his training had been long past, he could still hear the screaming of his instructors even after passing buds training. It was something that he was sure had helped keep him alive over the years.
                  Aslin moved slow until he was within a few hundred yards of the Turned soldiers. He rested behind a fallen tree counting the men there were fifteen in all and he knew that they were just waiting to do harm. He rested the rifle on his left arm sighting in the closest of them and thankful as hell for the silencer on the barrell. He started firing one after another dropping them and keeping them from causing pain to others. After the third had fallen they came out of their state. They tilted their heads back sniffing searching for the meal they knew something was harming the others but unsure what or who it was. They launched themselves into the air landing on top of the burned military trucks still searching. Aslin never stopped firing and had never been happier to have a silencer in his life before now.
                  He walked out of the woods when he could not find anymore of them to take out. He waved to Clary signalling for them to come down and meet him. Aslin walked slowly seeing the trucks with bloody hand prints on the inside of the trucks thinking of guards who must have tried to stop the men from entering the base when they were trying to come back in, possibly running from the Turned themselves or already on their way to being infected.
                  He saw the poles that rose from the ground acting as a gate and knew that the’d have to be going on foot if they wanted anything from inside. He was unsure how they were going to get or his the supplies out in the mass amounts that he was hoping to score. He walked slowly through the mess avoiding the men on the ground and knocked on the door at the guards office. When no one answered he thought about walking in and realized he had a perfectly good teammate coming real soon that would be a good thing to have watching his six.
                  Aslin stayed alert slinging his high powered rifle for his much more compact machine gun. He walked around making sure there were no hidden surprises still wandering waiting for their meals. He made his way back to the road yelling to Clary to follow him. Shaun yelled from the truck, “What do you want us to do?”
                  Clary said, “You guys wait there, leave it running Tina, we don’t want anything slowing us down if there is a reason to leave. Shaun why don’t you and Greg get in the bed of the truck. The two of you keep an eye out incase any of those things are still lurking around here.”
                  The two boys climbed out and Greg winked and said, “Tina you two be good in here all by your