Brent Acuff - Undead Nation 03 by Revenge Page B

very well call in the cavalry or even a cab, and we can't stay here. We have just enough food to last a couple days, and ammo for even less than that."
    Alex smiled. "Anyone know where we can get a truck?"

CHAPTER SIX
    Mutiny

    "Hey Alex," Liam called quietly. The Stryker team huddled close to one another in the darkness, quietly surveying the fence encircling Camp Tulsa.  
    "What?" Alex called back a little annoyed.  
    "What's that line from the Ocean's Eleven movies? 'You never pull the same scam twice. You go on to the next one.'"
    "Yeah. And?"
    Liam snickered. "Haven't we already used a semi to get out of a tight spot before?" Alex rolled his eyes at his friend. Liam snickered again. "Just saying."
    "Not funny," Alex said trying to sound stern. His mouth cracked into a grin.  
    Liam smacked Martin on the shoulder and whispered, "Funny, huh?" Martin rolled his eyes and shook his head before turning his attention back on the defenses ahead.  
    Donovan crawled up next to Alex and Liam. "Do you think they'll attack if we just walk in? I mean, now that we are here, how do we get back in, and do we even want back in?"
    "We don't really have a choice about wanting to get in. We're out of food and ammo. The only question is can we get in." The trip back from Terrell, TX had taken over two full days and consumed most of their remaining ammunition. The trip had not been overly dangerous or hard, but traveling in these times took time and patience. As it was, Alex and the others had pushed the boundaries of safety in an effort to get back as soon as possible, but there was a fine line between pushing safety and being reckless.
    "Any bright ideas, funny man?" Alex could see Liam grinning like an idiot even in this darkness. He was probably going to do something stupid.  
    "Just one," he said. "Here, hold this." Liam unclipped his rifle and tossed it to Alex. Taking his sidearm, he tossed it to Donovan. "Im going to go see how friendly they are."
    Before anyone could say a word, Liam had pushed up from the ground and was out in the open. "Dammit, Liam. Get back here." Alex cursed at the man, but he either couldn't hear his whispered protest, or blatantly ignored it. Alex figured it was the second.  
    "Unarmed friendly approaching," Liam called. The clicks of soldiers chambering a round could be heard by everyone still under cover. Quickly the Stryker team spread wide and took aim at the multiple targets guarding the fence.  
    "Halt there!" one of the men yelled to Liam. "Halt or we'll shoot." Liam did as directed, not wishing to provoke the men any more than he had.  
    "I'm unarmed."
    "Get on the ground! Get on the ground now!" Liam complied immediately, first kneeling, then lying face first on the ground.  
    "Shit, Alex. One of them's got a radio. Shit man, they're calling us in." Alex waived down Ronald's concern while never taking his eye away from the rifle scope.  
    A few long moments of tension passed as the Stryker team waited quietly to see what was going to happen. The Tulsa guard talked quickly into his radio, gesturing wildly with his hands. After what seemed an eternity, the lights of an approaching Hummer cut through the darkness. A uniformed officer stepped out of the vehicle before it had completely stopped and leaned close to get an update on the situation.  
    Having heard the necessary information, the officer approached the fence and called out to Liam.  
    "Soldier, identify yourself."
    Liam answered immediately and as loud as he could. "Sergeant Chad Orri, Alpha Stryker team, 3rd division. Serial number 2708-12377."
    "And just what are you doing out here all by yourself, sergeant?"
    "The rest of my Stryker team is with me. I elected to come out to make sure we wouldn't get shot."
    A laugh greeted them from the Tulsa perimeter. "You just about did that very thing soldier. Before I ask the rest of your team to show themselves, please explain to me what you all are doing out there in the first place. We