about, you now?
Serik grinned. “Well, I
don’t know… I got to take this luvoxko to Sora,” he
paused to scratch his chin, “but I’ll think about it.”
Capturing terrorists
always helped him to chase the loneliness away. It gave him a sense of purpose.
He wondered if it would be worth the trouble.
Chapter Twelve
Michelle looked up from
the notebook to see Aaron come into her bunk. In his right hand he held a
tattered notebook, it looked ancient. He gently shut the door behind him.
“Well, it looks like
you’re going to get your wish, Z,” Aaron said.
“What do you mean?”
Michelle gave him a concerned look.
“We’re running low on
supplies, lower than low. We are going to do some basic knife training, and
then we will be more sedentary so we do not eat as much,” he said hoarsely.
Fear and anxiety welled
in Michelle’s stomach, She was afraid of what she was
going to ask next, “We are low on supplies?”
“Well, the molcos hunds
broke into the supply shed,” he began.
“Supply shed?” Michelle
interrupted.
“Yeah, we have one offsite,
so I guess soldiers didn’t take from it.”
“Glad, to know
that they trust us. That’s idiotic
to have a supply shed so far away,” Michelle spat.
Michelle was a bit
annoyed that Aaron was just freely given information while the rest of them
were to remain stupid. She was annoyed but also thankful since he often relayed
the information to her.
“Well, we could grow
our own food,” Aaron said.
“Aaron… I don’t know.”
“I don’t know either
but I told The Commander you used to be a farmer on Earth and you’d know what
to do,” Aaron said casually.
“Aaron!” Michelle
cried.
“What? He totally
believed me,” he grinned.
“Geez, I’m going to get
my ear cut off because of you,” Michelle sighed.
“No, you won’t. I’d be
the one to cut your ear off any way. You’ll be fine,” he reassured her.
“Look, I listened to
the IS and I don’t know if we have enough time to grow anything, we don’t have
any seeds,” Michelle said solemnly.
“We were supposed to
get a supply drop months ago now, but The Commander can’t get a hold of anyone
from the Earth Army. In fact, he can’t get a hold of anyone from anywhere,”
Aaron said slumping down a bit. “But no more running,” he added with a weak
smile.
“We have to trap one of
those molcos hunds,” Michelle said.
“Look at this,” Aaron
said with an intense look in his blue eyes as he flipped through the notebook
to reveal a crudely drawn cage.
Michelle shifted her
weight and looked over the drawing. “Let’s get the supplies and let’s do this.
Do you think you can get everything we need?”
Aaron nodded.
“Tell The Commander,
I’m out gardening or some shit,” she grinned.
“I’ll tell him you’re wrastlin ’ cattle,” he grinned back.
“No, but for real…”
Michelle sighed.
“Is there any way you
can sneak out?” Aaron asked quickly.
“I know a way,”
Michelle smiled mischievously.
***
“Call out, this is The Commander of the Earth Army stationed on
Redex. Call out,” The Commander said sharply into the radio.
His voice was met with
silence.
“Call out, do you read
me?” he tried again.
He had been trying for weeks
now. He felt in the past weeks he had lost more hair and gained more wrinkles
than any other time in his life. He had been through five different wars, but
none were like this. None were on another planet. None of the wars involved him
being one of the last survivors of the human race.
“Call out, again, call
out. Supplies are needed,” his voice was becoming hoarse.
He slammed the receiver
down in a fit of anger.
“ Damnit all, damnit !” he yelled angrily.
“No, no I’ve got to
keep trying,” he berated himself.