Moosehill Militia (Book 1): INFECTED (2 page)

Charly Smith
Reporter channel three news. Mikes on again off again love interest.

Karen Dowd
Mike’s Sister. Teacher married to Brody Dowd.

Lester Holt
Instructor Pilot at Moosehill Base.

Drew Daggs
Sergeant Alpha Company 1st Platoon leader.

Herb Ullirch
Sergeant Charlie Company

Hans Stinar
Private Charlie Company.

John Adams
Mac’s Aid.

Bellissa Delrio “Bell”
Police offer worked in Last Chance Gun store.

Second Fleet

Commodore Aki Rin
Admiral Second Fleet.

Captain Donovan Sharp
Captain USS George Bush Carrier. Flag ship Second Fleet.

Captain Stetson Hobbs
Captain USS Bataan, Commander of Bataan Strike Group.

Colonel John Frost
Frocked Brigadier General commanding Marine Officer 2nd Fleet.

Colonel Tristan O’Neil
Commanding 22 M.E.U. in Wasp Task Group.

Lt. Colonel Gil Isaac
XO of Marines in 22 M.E.U. Wasp Task Group.

Major Lars Bech
Commanding one of 22 M.E.U. 1st Battalions.

Major Antonio DiCaprio
Commanding one of 22 M.E.U. 2nd Battalions.

Dylan Deneke Alpha Company Commander 2nd Battalion 22 M.E.U.

Private Ray Temple
Marine from 22 M.E.U.

Lt. Colonel Jeff Duffy
US Marines seconded to British Task Force.

Captain Billy Carpenter
CO of USS Truxtun.

Sonar Tech first class Drew Connors
Sonar man on USS Truxtun.

British

Commodore Chase Hanford Commanding
Officer HMS Ocean Task Force.

Lieutenant Commander Ted Brother
Aid to Commodore Hanford.

Colonel Truman Astbury
Royal Marines Commander

Major Innis Troupe
Royal Marine1st Battalion Commander

Major Tad Sundy
Royal Marines 2nd Battalion

Other Civilians

Police Chief Robert Grady
Chief of Police Portland Maine

Stanford Bason
City manager Portland Maine.

Lauren Aylor
City Councilor Portland Maine.

Robby Hagen
City Councilor Portland Maine.

Trooper Joe Henderson
State Police.

Captain Bruce Ward
American Airlines.

Shelley Willmott
Select women, Chairwomen Leicester.

Darrin Dodgen
Selectmen of Leicester.

Thomas Collins
Police Chief of Nantucket.

Jennie Barlett
Mayor of Nantucket.

President Eliazar Quintana
President United States.

Agent Dick Milton from the FBI

Sam Donaldson ATF Agent

William “Bill” Brown
Longtime resident and Community Leader of Minot/North Scituate area.

C.O. MH Battalion Humvee

X.O. MH Battalion Humvee

Headquarters 40 Troops

M113A2 comes with driver, vehicle commander and Gunner.

CHAPTER ONE

Police

Day +3

Pete was the pilot and Mike was acting copilot today in the Huey, which he flew in. The convoy they were watching made it off the highway onto Hope Ave on the Southwest side of Worcester. Mike told Pete to head back and follow the Massachusetts Turnpike East from around Auburn Exit 10. He informed Mac, who commanded the armored column that he was riding shotgun for, and had just rescued several hundred people from several locations in Worcester area, that he thought they won’t miss one helicopter from this point on. They wanted to scout east along the Massachusetts Turn Pike and see how bad things were in that direction. They had the legs to go all the way to Boston and back if they had too.

“Pete, let’s go low and slow a few hundred feet up and keep the speed down so we can see how things are. I’ll do the looking, along with the gunners. You keep a look out for wires and such.” Mike reminded Pete.

“Sure thing Boss.” Pete replied.

The Huey flew along the Pike eastbound checking out vehicles. Mike thought that there had to be some survivors down there hiding out in some of those vehicles. All they saw were Infected roaming the highway and bodies on the road every so often. A white van caught his eye in the Framingham area in the westbound lane where there’s two reservoirs on either side of the Highway.

“Pete bring us over to the west side lanes, I want to check out that white van with the dish on top.” He told Pete.

“No problem, I’ll circle around and come up behind it where there is a cleared piece of road. That van is the last vehicle in that pileup.” Pete reckoned. Observing the multi-vehicle accident.

The Huey circled around and came in from the east side. Coming in they couldn’t see any Infected in the immediate area so Pete brought the Huey in about fifty yards behind the white van with the dish antenna on the roof. He touched down and kept the power up just in case they had to leave quickly.

Mike and one of the door gunners jumped out. Mike had his Mollie gear on, a helmet and his M4 rifle along with his Glock 21 a .45 caliber with seven thirty round magazines for the rifle and four thirteen round magazines for the 45, what he considered his normal battle gear.

He ran up to the van covering one side while the door gunner similarly armed ran up the other side. He could see the logo and his stomach was up in his throat. God he thought, let it not be. The logo on the side of the van read Channel 3 News in black lettering.

He couldn't see anything through the front windows, there was a blackout curtain separating the front driver’s area from the back of the van.

Mike hand signed for the gunner to come over to his side and cover him while he opened the side sliding door. He took a deep breath and yanked the door open quick and jumped back raising his rifle and covering the interior.

Laying on the floor were two bodies, one moved slowly pulling down the blanket covering itself.

“Oh my God, Charly it’s me Mike, are you hurt? What happened?” Never mind tell me later. “We have to get off the road.”

She asked in a hoarse voice, “Water.” Mike quickly helped her drink from his water bladder in his pack using the drinking tube on his vest. The other person was moving now and it was Chuck her camera man. He had a good gash on his head and it looked like his nose was broken, probably from the accident Mike thought.

“Let’s get you two on the chopper and back to base.” Just then his helmet radio announced in his ear. “Company Boss, coming around the side of that tractor trailer rig, looks like at least several dozen Infected, get back her now.” Pete’s voice in his ear urging them to hurry.

Mike didn’t bother replying, he told the gunner to grab Chuck and help him to the Huey. He put Charly’s arm around his shoulder and started moving at the fastest walk they could manage back toward the helicopter. “There closing on you Mike, pick it up or you’re going to be lunch.” Pete announced.

The second door gunner couldn’t use his M60 without hitting Mike the gunner and the two they were half carrying. So he hopped out and moved off on a tangent from them so he had a clear line of sight. Armed with his M4 rifle he took a knee and started servicing the Infected. One round to the head would take one down. Shot to the body and they still came on.

Mike could hear the gunner shooting from his front left as they struggled to carry these two to the Huey, the hair on his neck was standing up, and he could almost feel the cold hands on the back of his neck. He reached down and picked Charly up and threw her over his shoulder, he could move faster this way. Mike moved past the gunner carrying Chuck. He tossed Charly into the open bay of the helicopter turned and ran back, stopping at the two struggling to make it too the chopper and started shooting at the nearest Infected dropping ten or twelve, giving them a little breathing room. The other gunner moved into line with Mike and they continued to drop the Infected.

“Mike, those two are in.” Pete informed him through the radio. Mike tapped the gunner and pointed to the Huey. He took off running back while Mike shot till his magazine went empty then he turned and sprinted for the Huey diving in just as Pete powered up and the skids left the ground. They had about fifteen feet to spare and were airborne heading west at one hundred knots.

“Pete take us straight to the Moosehill base and radio in that we have two that need medical attention. There had to be a better way to make a living he theorized looking out on a partly cloudy day. He could see several locations that had large fires burning in the distance, probably from when the plans fell from the sky. Traveling back to Moosehill Base he thought back to how this all began three years ago…