1. Survival


    Date: 11/10/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: tomcat, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    and drought, the world became a wasteland. Because much of the vegetation died and the heat, the winds blew with great speed. This in turn, eroded the land even more which of course made wind speed increase more. It had been a long time since I had met another human being and the last one I met I had to shoot dead, because he threatened my life. While I adjusted my shemagh, I did a little calculating. If one in the then, thousand people, survived, there would still be one thousand survivors of the ten million that died. There had to be more people alive out there. With my shemagh adjusted, I picked up my M4 carbine and took the reins of the pack horse and set off on the street, moving from cover to cover. Suddenly, military skill and instinct made me aware I was close to walking into an ambush. It was the way the street formed, the debris was positioned and the soft sounds that put my senses on high alert. I moved in a ruined building and observed the situation. There were only two places anyone plotting an ambush could be. With stealth, I slowly moved through the ruins, making sure I stayed out of sight and made little noise. I came close to the first place I pointed out, and I was right. A person dressed in low visibility clothes was lying on the floor of the building with a rifle shouldered, observing the part of the street I avoided. Slowly but surely I crawled closer. Then I moved from behind my cover and called out. ‘You there, with rifle, stand up slow and leave the ...
    rifle on the ground.’ The person slowly stood up and I could not believe what I saw. That person was a woman. Though from this distance it was hard to make out if she was pretty. Could this be luck? I did not let my enthusiasm take over my guard. I kept observing the location. As I got closer I could see a beautiful woman. About five feet and ten inches. Dark long hair with blue eyes and from what I could make out, a nice C cup. ‘Okay, you might be a woman but that won’t make me trust you. I bet if I had walked into your trap, I might have gotten hurt.’ I could see her thinking, her lips started to move. ‘I would have just made you leave your stuff and sent you off empty handed,’ I answered. ‘Now that would not get us anywhere, in the end to survive men and women need to team up again.’ I needed to make sure she did not have any weapons hidden. ‘Alright, undress so that I can check and be sure that you are not hiding any weapons.’ She first took of her coat that fell over her hips. It was the kind of coat you would wear when out on survival, with many pockets. I figured she must have been a fashionable lady when civilization was still in place. But now fashion was gone. With the coat gone I could see a Sig Sauer 226 packed in a holster. ‘Drop the pistol slowly please.’ Slowly she placed the gun on the ground and stood idle. She was going to make this hard on me. Was she stalling for time? Did she have a partner close by? I kept observing the surroundings, it would be wise to ...
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