Free Brent Acuff - Undead Nation 03 by Revenge Page A

head back, Alex sneaked a look at the airman who had been dogging him with his eyes earlier. The airman continued stealing quick glances in his direction, turning his eyes away when he caught Alex looking at him.  
    "It's going to be a long flight, airman," Alex called over the noise of the rotor blades outside. "You mind explaining why I have the sneaking suspicion you are watching me?" The airman just stared at Alex without answering. "Well?" Still nothing. "Have it your way, airman. But stop giving me the evil eye. It's a long way to Wellington, and I don't want to feel creeped out the entire way."
    The airman froze for a moment and seemed to regain a little color in his face. "We're not going to Wellington, lieutenant."
    Alex lifted his head. "So just where are we going, airman?"
    "Terrell, TX, Lieutenant Kemp."  
    Alex's head snapped around to look at Liam, trying to confirm if he had just heard their destination correctly. He leaned closer and asked, "Isn't that near New Hope?" Liam nodded his head slightly, never taking his eyes off the airman at the door. He nudged his head in the airman's direction for Alex to look. Alex did, and the smile spreading across the airman's face made Alex's blood run cold.  
    "What's so funny?" Alex asked the airman. Anger was creeping into his voice and Liam put a hand on his arm to reign him back in. The airman simply shook his head.
    "Nothing, Lieutenant Kemp." This time Alex caught the name he used. His name, and Alex's eyes went wide.
    "What did you say?" Alex said, barely controlling the anger and fear rising in him. "What did you call me?"
    "Nothing, Lieutenant. Just letting you know the change in orders. We are going to Terrell, TX. Not Wellington." The smile never left the airman's face as he leaned back against the chopper door. Alex turned again to Liam.  
    "Did I just hear that right? Did he just call me Kemp?" Liam's eyes never left the airman, even as he leaned forward to answer.
    "I heard it too," Liam said in Alex's ear. "I think we just got popped." Again, Liam nodded his head in the direction of the airman. Alex turned to see the airman watching the two men, speaking into his headset with one hand covering his mouth.  
    "We're screwed," Alex said, turning back. Liam shook his head.
    "Nope. We're fucked."
    -----
    Alex watched as the helicopter sped away from Terrrell Memorial Stadium and their new home for the next few days. Liam walked up behind Alex and waited until the helicopter faded out of site.
    "We're not going to see them again, are we?" Liam asked.
    "I doubt it, Liam. We just got found out, I think. I don't know how, but..." he looked at Liam and shook his head. "I have a really bad feeling about all of this."  
    Liam slapped Alex's shoulder. "Can't worry about that now. We aren't in the greatest of positions here. There's a lot of work to do if we even want to think about getting out of here alive."
    "Agreed," Alex said.
    Both men set to work blocking entrances to the field and bleachers while others of the Stryker team worked to clear any possible infestations in the immediate area. The field house at the top of the stadium was in surprisingly good condition, offering the team good shelter and an elevated platform from which to survey the surrounding area. A second team of shooters was placed across the field to increase the field of fire and surveillance area.  
    "Area secured," Donovan announced as he and his team returned. "Everything looks good. Not many deaders around and most of those were in terrible shape. We were able to take them out without a sound."  
    "Good," Alex said putting the finishing touches on the last barricade between the ground and field house. "You and the others get some rest. Liam, Doc and I are on first watch." Just as in times past, each man on the survey team immediately headed to their respective areas to rest and get refreshments. Donovan hung back.  
    "So what's going on with you and Liam?" Donovan asked.  
    "We're