Zombified (Book 2): Shady Oaks by Char Robinson Read Free Book Online

cap back on his canteen. "They would be furious if they knew we were up here."
    "Hopefully, if everything goes according to plan, we can be in and out before anyone knows what happened." He patted his backpack. "Our little "distraction" should see to that."
    Mick grinned. "Don't know about the little part, but yeah, it should definitely work."
    "Yep, I'm counting on it," Charlie said. "Well, enough jawing, let's get going."
    Both men stood and after donning their backpacks, set off. To their surprise, as soon as they rounded the bend, the meadow was before them. Without a word, they both scurried for the shelter of the trees.
    Once safely hidden, Charlie glanced out at the camp before them and whistled softly. "Will you look at that? We almost walked right in on them."
    "The camp is huge," Mick whispered back. "How will we find them amongst all those tents?"
    Charlie was stumped. He expected a small contingent, not a well established camp, and he wasn't sure how to proceed.
    "There must be at least a hundred people in there, judging by all the tents," he said with a shake of his head.
    Mick pointed. "See the two large white tents? Maybe they're being kept in one of those."
    Charlie squinted, and then dug in his backpack for binoculars. Holding them up to his eyes, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
    "Mick, take a look at the big tents," he said in a low voice as he handed the binoculars over.
    Mick adjusted the binoculars as he put them up to his eyes. "Oh my," was all he managed to say as he handed the binoculars back to Charlie and looked at him with surprise in his eyes. He couldn't believe their luck. Both girls were in front of the large white tents. Mick didn't like the fact that they were obviously being held against their will, but at least they knew where they were.
    "They're talking to Captain Sears," Charlie said, watching from the binoculars again. "Oh damn, he just turned and walked away, they're taking the girls into the tent on the right."
    "That's not good," Mick remarked dryly as Charlie turned and sat next to him with his back against a large oak tree. Mick picked up a twig and sighed. "If the captain can't get them back, then we'll have to go ahead with our plan." He snapped the twig and flung the two pieces into the underbrush. He turned back around to glance at the camp again while Charlie dug a jacket out of his backpack and tied it around his waist.
    Mick heard a rustling coming from the underbrush where he'd just thrown the twig and assumed he scared up a rabbit or squirrel. When he glanced back, he was startled by the long barrel of a rifle pointed right at his face. Charlie sat frozen next to him. Mick swallowed and looked up at the men now surrounding them. They were all dressed in black fatigues and carried a variety of weapons.
    "On your feet!" the man with the gun pointed at them growled. "Move!"
    Mick swallowed hard and nodded. From the corner of his eye, he could see Charlie doing the same. They stood, hands in the air.
    "Head for the camp," the man said as he gave Mick, then Charlie a shove. They both turned and headed down.
    "Well, we don't have to worry about sneaking in," Charlie whispered without looking at Mick.
    Mick kept his eyes straight ahead and whispered back, "That's for sure."
    "Now for Plan B," Charlie said.
    Mick chanced a quick glance at Charlie. He was grinning and gave Mick a wink. Mick nervously grinned back as he wondered what they'd gotten themselves into.
     
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    Sean swept the binoculars around the camp. He almost missed movement from the left and quickly swung back to take a better look. What he saw caused him to gasp.
    "What's up?" Scott asked.
    Sean lowered the binoculars and looked at his brother, a frown etched on his face. "You're not gonna believe this."
    Scott frowned back. "Do tell. Like now."
    Instead of replying, Sean looked through the binoculars again before shaking his head and handing them to Scott. "You gotta see to believe."
    Scott growled and