Battlefield Z Legends (Book 3): No Entry [Battlefield Z]
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Pam batted her eyes.
“Why Captain, I do believe you’ll make me blush.”
He realized she was kidding by the grin she wore, but it took him almost two seconds to do it. Then he smiled for real and she liked the way it made his eyes crinkle.
“Listen up,” Sharp addressed the group. “We’ve got a mission and a plan and we’re going to work together to execute.”
He found the man named Turner on the edge of the group and motioned to him.
“This man worked at a factory not far from here.”
He was pleased to see Turner didn’t blush and didn’t shy away from the public inspection his men gave him. The top of his bald head blushed crimson, but that was the only outward display he made besides a small wave of his hand.
“It was a bus factory,” said Sharp. “We have reason to believe there are buses there and we’re going to go get them.”
He pointed to the twelve civilians Jacob had corralled into the group, including Jess and Chip, who he had worked with before when they needed to establish a communication link with home base.
“You are driving those buses back here,” he moved his finger to the surviving members of his squad. “We’re going to keep you safe.”
Jess raised one of the arms crossed over her chest.
“This isn’t class, Miss,” said Sharp.
“I can’t help but notice there are more of us than there are of you,” she said.
“It’s not a one to one ratio,” Sharp nodded.
“So shouldn’t we get weapons.”
The other civilians nodded and muttered.
Sharp shook his head.
“You’re not trained,” he said.
“So,” Jess countered. “You weren’t trained to kill zombies, but here we are.”
She held up both hands as if to indicate the strange world they found themselves in. Sharp didn’t have a good counter argument in his head. He cut it off instead.
“Answer is no,” he turned away. “Move ‘em out.”
He made a small circling motion with his hand and indicated the gate.
COMING SOON