WARRIORS OF THE WALKING DEAD: SAVIORS OF MANKIND
CHAPTER SIX
"I knew this was a bad idea." Merle muttered under his breath as he and Sara ran through the woods as they were chased by a small group of walkers.
"The walk was a great idea! You wanting to go into the woods to look for game is what got us in trouble." Sara said back to him as she jogged over nearer to him just in case.
"Merle Dixon does not "walk", he hunts which happens to include walking." Merle spat out.
Sara laughed causing Merle to glare at her.
"You won't think its funny when I leave your ass out here." Merle snapped.
"If you were gonna leave me behind, you'd have done it on the road when I made you listen to Justin Bieber." Sara said, giggling over the thought of Merle singing Justin Bieber.
"I'm still not convinced that Bieber kid's a boy. I'd like a doctor to check that out." Merle stated, causing Sara to laugh even more.
"How far do you think we are from the school?" Sara asked, getting more nervous as time went on.
"Relax kid. You're with me. I ain't gonna let any of them damn walkers eat ya." Merle said, chuckling as she grabbed his arm to hang onto it.
Not that he'd admit it, but he liked the kid. She didn't get all butt hurt when he said stupid stuff and she made him laugh.
"Hey! Look! I remember that spot!" Sara shouted causing Merle to hush her.
"Damn girl! You're gonna bring them runnin'." Merle swore.
"Look!" She whispered as loudly as she could.
"I see it…I see it. Jesus. You getting' all excited about nothin'." Merle said irritably.
Sara stuck her tongue out at him causing him to shake his head as they made their away across the field and back to the school.
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Andrea and Rebecca stood on the roof of the parking garage near Main Street, looking down with the binoculars, scanning for the heavy construction equipment they needed back at Deer Ridge.
"There." She said, pointing at a large dump truck and backhoe.
"Yeah. Surrounded by about 20 walkers." Rachel noted.
"We can take 'em." Andrea said, putting down the binoculars and turning to look at the young Private who led the unit of men they took with them. Private First Class Brian Dawes, as he introduced himself, was as gung ho as they came, and polite with his "yes ma'am's", making Andrea feel old.
"You and your men up for it?" Andrea asked, quirking her eyebrow in a challenging gesture.
"Yes ma'am." He said predictably.
"Good. Let's go." Andrea said, swaggering toward the stairs, pulling her blade out.
The four vehicles pulled into the area where they'd seen the walkers loitering. The minute they stepped out of the cars, the walkers turned and began stumbling toward them. Andrea didn't hesitate, rushing over to the first one and plunged her knife into its skull while the others pulled their guns and started firing.
Andrea killed the last one before turning on the men.
"For the love of god! Are you crazy!? Didn't they teach you anything? Use your knives! They're attracted to sound." She yelled, furious with them for being so stupid.
SFC Dawes looked at her sheepishly, turning red from embarrassment. Seeing that, Andrea sighed and walked over to him.
"All right boys, listen up!" She called out, gathering the young soldiers. "Loud noise draws walkers close. You've gotta learn how to kill 'em without making any sound. Knives, Machetes, swords…whatever, but you've gotta put the blade, or the bullet through the brain. It's the brain keeping them going so it's the brain you've gotta destroy." Andrea said, teaching them all how to kill walkers.
They nodded, looking around to see if there were any more.
"There's a few staggering their way over here. Go ahead and practice on those." She said, waving them off and chuckling.
"Don't get bit or scratched gentlemen!" She called out after them as the pack went off to kill the rambling walkers.
Shaking her head, she turned back to Rachel who was smirking.
"Boys." Andrea muttered.
"Soldier boys." Rachel chuckled.
"Let's find us some keys for these things." Andrea said, climbing up into one of the heavy machines to look for keys.
Rachel came over to Andrea shaking her head after a few minutes of looking.
"No keys." Rachel said, looking around for the guys.
"Me neither." Andrea stated, hopping out of cab.
Andrea stood, with hands on hips, looking around.
"Brian!" Andrea yelled, motioning for him to cover over to them.
"What d'ya need ma'am? He asked politely.
"We got no keys. We need you guys to go find us a tow truck or something." Andrea said.
"We can do that, but what about you two?" He asked.
"We're fine. We'll used the roofs and see if we can find some other stuff." She stated.
SFC Dawes didn't look convinced but then he looked at the knives and guns on the women, and he'd already seen Andrea fight, and thought they'd be fine…better than his men had been.
"All right. We'll be back as soon as we can. If we don't find anything in the next couple of hours, we'll be back to grab you." He stated, heading back to his men.
Rachel and Andrea watched them leave before they started walking toward the nearest house.
The houses were old red brick homes, lined in rows with white fences and detached garages. The driveways were old and cracked and the yards had fully grown trees. Some even had forts built long ago on their branches. Andrea saw one with a trellis and headed straight for it.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, arching an eyebrow at Andrea.
"Climbing up here to see if I can see anything." She answered.
Rachel sighed and shook her head. She could tell that Andrea was one of those people who spent their lives trying to prove they aren't scared because they actually are. Too much risk for stupid mistakes, but Rachel understood it. Especially in a world gone crazy.
"Anything?" Rachel called up to her.
"No. Not a thing." She told her, scanning the horizon with the binoculars.
Neither one of them noticed as a herd of walkers came from behind the house and headed straight for Rachel.