The Orphans (Book 3): Strangers by Mike Evans Page B

if they’d have had the simple facts like shoot them in the damn head. Or hey don’t get bit, or by the way these things can literally rip your arms from their sockets. So if you want to keep that from happening maybe you ought to keep some distance from them, that your riot gear shields will not be much help.”
                  Shaun said, “We need to have our own army, I think we need more people over time, people that we can trust.”
                  Tina parked the truck in front of the massive trucks and they made their way slowly walking down the line making sure there was nothing roaming around looking to eat them. When they were confident that they were at least safe for a few minutes Clary began jumping up in the trucks looking for keys and when he’d find one he’d hit the starter on it and let the giant diesel engine come to life. It roared across the quiet base echoing into the distance. Shaun and Greg looked at each other neither of them liking the extra noise but knowing it was impossible to avoid. When they’d found five of them they moved everything from the little truck to each of their own. Shaun said, “Tina you want me to ride with you? I can keep my eyes open?”
                  “No, why don’t you ride with Jordan he looks like a lost puppy. Besides he doesn’t even have a gun…..Jordan why the hell don’t you have a gun?”
                  He shrugged, “MY dad wasn’t into guns, I never had a chance to learn.”
                  Greg walked by patting him on the back, “Those football skills are gonna come in useful man.”
                  “I’m aware of their usefulness Greg, thanks man.”
                  Clary yelled, “Quit wasting time and pick a truck. He laid the map down on the truck they’d been riding in hood and pointed to the base. Aslin you, Shaun, Jordan and Tina go over to the mess hall and get food and supplies. I’ll take Greg and run through the armory.”
                  Aslin said, “You don’t want to keep together? You sure you want to split up?”
                  “If I wasn’t I wouldn’t have mentioned it Aslin, I want to get out of here, and I think even working separately it’s going to take a few hours to go through everything and find what we want to. Besides you owe me, i’m offering purposely to take Greg with me.”
                  Greg smiled coughing into his hand and saying something that may or may not have sounded like blow me. Shaun walked by him whispering, “Hey be safe man, oh and don’t do anything stupid.”
                  Greg patted him on the back. “Hey now its me what do you have to worry about.”
                  Shaun looked him up and down smiling. “Alot I think. Yeah a lot.”
                  Clary was already in his truck and yelled Greg get your ass movin lets do this and get out of here. Aslin keep you radio on, if you need anything you click twice and Greg and I will come back you up.”
                  The rest climbed into the truck and they headed in opposite directions. Each of them secretly wondering if they were making good decisions. Knowing that if they were going to run into locked doors with soldiers in them that they might be shooting first and asking questions later. Neither of them were really hoping that would be the case. They knew tha there was just as good of a chance that they were taking refuge there hoping for the best and not knowing about the Turn or what caused it and that they might be opening doors to potential hoards of the monsters who were looking for food and ready to get out. Clary took it slow happy and at the same time nervous about the fact that there were dead bodies but nothing to show why they were that way. He didn’t want to see the Turned but wanted a answer as to why there weren’t any roaming the yards. As