Soldiers of Chaos- Chaos Abounds: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Chaos series by A.A. Askevold
Authors: A.A. Askevold
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and then all hell broke loose. Shots rang out through the still night and gravel began flicking up from the ground. How the hell did someone find them? They all dove for cover behind the vans and began firing out into the dark. Tex yelled out to Trace over the noise "Those Sig 556's have night scopes on them yeah?" Trace turned to him with a grin "Yes, yes they do."
"Cover us" Tex commanded as they moved to the back of the truck. A few stray bullets ricocheted off the metal doors as they swung one side open and quickly hauled ass inside. They made quick work of the wall of boxes at the back of the truck making a hole big enough for them to get to the crates of weapons. Trace opened the nearest crate grabbing out the Sigs while Tex retrieved the ammo. They packed the mags as quickly as they could then slid out of the truck brandishing their new acquisitions. Oh this was gonna be fun. Tex hit the van next to Rock and he could see the dude smile ear to ear when he saw what Tex held in his hands. "Take it away VP" Rock ducked out of the way. Tex took a quick glance at Trace behind the other van before he shouldered the weapon and put his eye to the scope. The night lit up in shades of green and there before him dotted among the trees in the dark were at least ten guys. He figured he'd take the left and Trace could take care of the right. He took aim at the guy furthest to the left and pulled the trigger. The Sig gave the slightest jerk and the guy went down like a ton of bricks. He could hear Trace firing over the sound of the other weapons. He took the next two guys down in quick succession. And that's when the other two began to withdraw, staying behind the cover of their trees and shooting out blindly. One of them made a quick dash to a tree further back while the other laid down covering fire then they swapped roles. I don't think so. Tex focused on the guy closest. The nearest tree to him was off to the left and Tex would have a small window to get in the shot. He trained the gun on the gap in the middle of those trees roughly where he thought the guy’s chest would be and he waited. The guy’s image flitted into view and Tex fired. The guy fell forward momentum carrying him almost to his target. Tex looked back for the fifth man but could not spot him in his previous location. Shit.
The returning gunfire had quieted as they brought down their assailants and now the night was silent again. "Wait here" Tex commanded as he dashed across the open space between the vans. He stopped in a crouch next to Trace "How'd you go?" "Got at least three of them, might've injured a fourth, the fifth one was long gone." The growl of dirt bikes being fired up brought them all to their feet. A stream of light heading left through the dense trees far back from the road told them the escape was under way. There was no way they could follow them through the copse of trees or over the terrain beyond. The collection of Harley's they had and the vans were not made for off-roading of that sort. They had all the luck lately, not. They watched as two bikes appeared out of the tree line in the distance. Tex shouldered the Sig again to get a better look through the scope. "You won't hit them from here that's a good two clicks out" Trace commented. "Not trying to shoot them. There's only one guy on each of those bikes that means your wounded man might still be in there somewhere" Tex lowered the weapon as the bikes disappeared over the rocky ridge of someone's paddock. "Right let's go sort this shit out shall we. You two stay with the truck the rest of you behind Trace and me." Tex shoulder his weapon and looking through the scope edged toward the trees alongside Trace.
They scanned the area as they went stopping to determine whether the bodies on the ground were in fact dead. As they worked their way further back they found their wounded man a short distance from eight dirt bikes hidden in the thick trees. He was bleeding badly and his
"Cover us" Tex commanded as they moved to the back of the truck. A few stray bullets ricocheted off the metal doors as they swung one side open and quickly hauled ass inside. They made quick work of the wall of boxes at the back of the truck making a hole big enough for them to get to the crates of weapons. Trace opened the nearest crate grabbing out the Sigs while Tex retrieved the ammo. They packed the mags as quickly as they could then slid out of the truck brandishing their new acquisitions. Oh this was gonna be fun. Tex hit the van next to Rock and he could see the dude smile ear to ear when he saw what Tex held in his hands. "Take it away VP" Rock ducked out of the way. Tex took a quick glance at Trace behind the other van before he shouldered the weapon and put his eye to the scope. The night lit up in shades of green and there before him dotted among the trees in the dark were at least ten guys. He figured he'd take the left and Trace could take care of the right. He took aim at the guy furthest to the left and pulled the trigger. The Sig gave the slightest jerk and the guy went down like a ton of bricks. He could hear Trace firing over the sound of the other weapons. He took the next two guys down in quick succession. And that's when the other two began to withdraw, staying behind the cover of their trees and shooting out blindly. One of them made a quick dash to a tree further back while the other laid down covering fire then they swapped roles. I don't think so. Tex focused on the guy closest. The nearest tree to him was off to the left and Tex would have a small window to get in the shot. He trained the gun on the gap in the middle of those trees roughly where he thought the guy’s chest would be and he waited. The guy’s image flitted into view and Tex fired. The guy fell forward momentum carrying him almost to his target. Tex looked back for the fifth man but could not spot him in his previous location. Shit.
The returning gunfire had quieted as they brought down their assailants and now the night was silent again. "Wait here" Tex commanded as he dashed across the open space between the vans. He stopped in a crouch next to Trace "How'd you go?" "Got at least three of them, might've injured a fourth, the fifth one was long gone." The growl of dirt bikes being fired up brought them all to their feet. A stream of light heading left through the dense trees far back from the road told them the escape was under way. There was no way they could follow them through the copse of trees or over the terrain beyond. The collection of Harley's they had and the vans were not made for off-roading of that sort. They had all the luck lately, not. They watched as two bikes appeared out of the tree line in the distance. Tex shouldered the Sig again to get a better look through the scope. "You won't hit them from here that's a good two clicks out" Trace commented. "Not trying to shoot them. There's only one guy on each of those bikes that means your wounded man might still be in there somewhere" Tex lowered the weapon as the bikes disappeared over the rocky ridge of someone's paddock. "Right let's go sort this shit out shall we. You two stay with the truck the rest of you behind Trace and me." Tex shoulder his weapon and looking through the scope edged toward the trees alongside Trace.
They scanned the area as they went stopping to determine whether the bodies on the ground were in fact dead. As they worked their way further back they found their wounded man a short distance from eight dirt bikes hidden in the thick trees. He was bleeding badly and his
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