John O'Brien - Chaos

Здесь есть возможность читать онлайн «John O'Brien - Chaos» весь текст электронной книги совершенно бесплатно (целиком полную версию без сокращений). В некоторых случаях можно слушать аудио, скачать через торрент в формате fb2 и присутствует краткое содержание. Год выпуска: 2011, Издательство: Smashwords, Жанр: sf_postapocalyptic, Ужасы и Мистика, Боевая фантастика, на английском языке. Описание произведения, (предисловие) а так же отзывы посетителей доступны на портале библиотеки ЛибКат.

Chaos: краткое содержание, описание и аннотация

Предлагаем к чтению аннотацию, описание, краткое содержание или предисловие (зависит от того, что написал сам автор книги «Chaos»). Если вы не нашли необходимую информацию о книге — напишите в комментариях, мы постараемся отыскать её.

There is no sanctuary. That was taken away in the blink of an eye. Humanity went out not with a whimper, but a bang. Jack, a sometimes humorous, sometimes philosophical ex-special operations pilot and soldier is one of the few left to struggle through the desolation left in the aftermath; seeking to survive as a new ferocious species emerges from the rubble, hungry and unrelenting. Will his special forces training be enough? Will he be able to keep his children safe and guide the few survivors through perils that now roam the world they once knew? Or will the hordes that now own the night prevail, forever removing the last of mankind from existence? Humankind was once at the top of the food chain. But that has now changed.
This hard-hitting, action-packed series begins with Jack Walker being suddenly thrust into a world where the infrastructure which cherished Armani suits, night clubs, fast and expensive cars and watching the daily stock market are gone. Left in its place is the material world mankind built but a majority of the population has vanished; replaced by a new, savage, unrelenting, cunning, animalistic species which hunts and operates at night.

Chaos — читать онлайн бесплатно полную книгу (весь текст) целиком

Ниже представлен текст книги, разбитый по страницам. Система сохранения места последней прочитанной страницы, позволяет с удобством читать онлайн бесплатно книгу «Chaos», без необходимости каждый раз заново искать на чём Вы остановились. Поставьте закладку, и сможете в любой момент перейти на страницу, на которой закончили чтение.

Тёмная тема
Сбросить

Интервал:

Закладка:

Сделать

“You got it,” Drescoll responds. The rest of the small group gathered around her answer with a quiet “Yes, Sergeant.”

Lynn stands up and brushes some not-so-imaginary sand from her fatigues, more from an anticipatory action and readying herself to step into an unknown, and steps around the corner heading towards the front of the building, watching the group ahead for any reaction. There are about twenty soldiers gathered in front of the armory in a semi-circular fashion centering their attention on another solider. For the most part, their backs are to her and her approach.

Lynn walks out from the shadow of the building and into the bright morning sun beating down upon this barren part of the world. Stopping momentarily to let her eyes adjust, she sees one of the soldiers closer to the central figure as he turns in her direction and notices her. He immediately turns back toward the central figure and starts speaking, pointing in her direction, the exact words not quite reaching her ears.

All eyes turn on her as one, the open end of the semi-circle reorienting so that it is now facing her. “Approach and identify yourself,” the central figure states.

“Sergeant Connell,” Lynn responds feeling relieved as some of the tension inside her releases.

She walks toward the group. As she approaches, she notices that the group is a mix of enlisted personnel and NCO’s. She recognizes the short, slightly overweight central figure as Major Bannerman. Walking across the roadway, she steps up to him and salutes.

“I have another small group with me, sir,” she says as Major Bannerman returns her salute and she motions them out.

As her small group walks out from their location and into the roadway, Major Bannerman says, “We were just going to draw weapons and gear and head over to the TOC.”

“I just came from there, sir. We haven’t been able to make contact with anyone else on base nor with anyone on the outside. We haven’t encountered anyone else this morning with the exception of Corporal Horace here. Lots of bodies though.”

“We haven’t either ,Sergeant. We’ll form a temporary unit comprising of those with us until we can get in contact and help arrives. Sergeant Connell, you’re now my First Sergeant. Let’s arm up and head over to the TOC,” Bannerman says.

“Yes, sir,” Lynn responds. “Sergeant Drescoll, draw your weapon, then take seven with you who can drive and bring eight Humvees back here. The rest of you will draw your weapons and start bringing ammo out, stacking it in front.”

The handles on the double steel doors leading into the large tan armory building are warm to the touch as Lynn pulls the left door open. Cool air from the dimmed interior rushes out and brushes against her. The concrete floor of the small entrance room is lit only by the light streaming in from the now open door. Stepping into the room, Lynn looks to the right wall and, finding the light switch, flicks the bank of lights to the on position. The fluorescent lights hanging from the false ceiling of the convex building come to life, flickering momentarily before flooding the room. To the immediate left and right of the entrance, offices show through glass panels set into the walls with their doors open. A short distance on the other side of the room, another small room sits behind a wire enclosure with another set of double steel doors leading into the back of the building next to it.

“Private, check those doors,” Lynn says pointing at the other steel doors as others come into the room. “I’ll see if I can find the checkout sheet.”

Stepping to a door leading into the caged area, Lynn tests the door, surprisingly finding it unlocked and opens it. “The doors are locked, Sergeant Connell,” the Private says, checking the doors leading into the armory proper as Lynn steps into the caged room.

Rummaging through the small area, she finds several sets of keys. Pocketing those, she then finds a clipboard and several sheets of paper. Standing close to the wire and addressing the group within the entrance room, she says, “Okay, listen up everyone. When you draw your weapon and gear, I want your name, unit, serial number, and the serial number of your weapon on the first sheet. When we start bringing the ammo out, I want quantity and type on the second sheet. We’ll enter in groups of five. Is that clear?”

A chorus of “Yes, First Sergeant” resounds in the room. With clipboard in hand, Lynn moves towards the steel doors leading into the armory proper. Testing various keys, she eventually finds the right one and unlocks the doors. Swinging them outward and bracing them open, she looks inside. The large room appears to run the remaining length of the building but is shrouded in darkness, lit only to a depth of about the first fifteen feet from the doors. A bank of light switches sits against the wall to her left.

“You five in with me,” she says to the first five behind her and reaches over to the switches, flicking them upward.

The sound of relays closing echo in the room from front to back. The lights come on in a sequential fashion, ‘chunk, chunk, chunk, chunk,’ spreading light into the room in stages as banks of large, hanging lights come on inside the warehouse.

A loud shriek sounds to her immediate right. Whipping her head in that direction, she is in time to witness something large slam into one of the soldiers who accompanied her into the room. The soldier is knocked from his feet with a cry of surprise, lands on the concrete floor and slides to a stop just a few feet in front of her. Another figure in fatigues is on top already clawing and biting into him. A wet ripping sound echoes across the vast interior, followed by the soldier’s screams. Small droplets of blood splatter against the gray concrete floor beside the pile of two writhing bodies. The four soldiers stand just inside the armory doors, paralyzed as the one that was swept from their midst continues to be ravaged on the concrete floor at their feet.

However, without hesitation, Lynn drops the clipboard and launches herself at the soldier on top. Landing on its back, she wraps her right arm around its throat and continues her roll to the right, finishing on her back with the other on top in a choke hold. The thing on top of her snarls and writhes in an attempt to break her hold. Lynn wraps her legs around the others legs in order to subdue the creature thrashing on top of her.

“Calm down soldier!” She yells into its ear and tightens her grip around its throat.

Time both slows down and speeds up as the thing on top of her continues to thrash. The central thought of subduing the soldier on top of her permeates her mind, but another small thought enters and she is thankful for the daily workouts in the gym as the thing on top latches onto her right arm around its throat and pulls attempting to break her grip. Damn he’s strong , she thinks as she feels her choke hold weaken. She brings her left hand up to her right arm to add strength to her grip and feels the hold tighten up once again. The being on top of her whips its head wildly about but the adrenaline coursing through her adds strength and the thrashing becomes less and less until it stops completely, becoming a dead weight on her chest.

Lynn releases her grip and rolls the creature off and to the left. She rolls to her knees and reaches over to the limp form now lying face down on the floor beside her, checking quickly for a pulse. Finding one, she then scans around the armory interior before crawling over to the injured soldier who is now sitting up with his left hand to his cheek. Streams of blood run between his fingers and down onto his fatigue shirt.

“You four, make sure he stays subdued. Let me know the instant he starts coming around,” she says pointing to the unconscious form on the ground and startling the four out of their trance.

Читать дальше
Тёмная тема
Сбросить

Интервал:

Закладка:

Сделать

Похожие книги на «Chaos»

Представляем Вашему вниманию похожие книги на «Chaos» списком для выбора. Мы отобрали схожую по названию и смыслу литературу в надежде предоставить читателям больше вариантов отыскать новые, интересные, ещё непрочитанные произведения.


John O'Brien - Reckoning
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Conspiracy
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Takedown
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Taken
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Sanctuary
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Return
John O'Brien
Johnny O'Brien - Day of Deliverance
Johnny O'Brien
Johnny O'Brien - Day of the Assassins
Johnny O'Brien
John O'Brien - Dissension
John O'Brien
John O'Brien - Awakening
John O'Brien
John Betancourt - Chaos and Amber
John Betancourt
John O'Brien - Earth Materials
John O'Brien
Отзывы о книге «Chaos»

Обсуждение, отзывы о книге «Chaos» и просто собственные мнения читателей. Оставьте ваши комментарии, напишите, что Вы думаете о произведении, его смысле или главных героях. Укажите что конкретно понравилось, а что нет, и почему Вы так считаете.

x