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Wraith grins, cracking his knuckles loudly. “We okay to kill by any means necessary?”

Hurricane chuckles. “You wanna choke them, Wraith, you go right ahead.”

Wraith smiles wide while the rest of Houston chuckles, shaking their heads at their VP’s murderous tendencies.

Raid lifts his chin. “We’re on. Hoodoo is live,” he says, spinning the device so we can all watch as they usher the women and children out the back of the warehouse to the waiting vans.

We take a deep breath, centering ourselves, and Hurricane and Six both stand taller.

“Okay, here we go. Remember, stay united. Fight hard, fight strong. We are Defiance!” Hurricane states and NOLA all shift uneasy while Houston nods emphatically.

“Guns up, let’s get these fuckers!” Six calls, charging for us to move forward.

We all bring up our weapons, rushing out from behind the bushes, but as we do, a sound twangs through the air, and we all halt as we look down to see Chains’ ankle pressed up against a trip wire. We tense, all of us looking around for something to happen.

Six steps up to his side. “You gotta be so fucking slow when you take your foot away, brother,” he tells his SAA.

Chains inhales sharply as the rest of us wait with bated breath, not knowing what is coming when he removes his ankle from the wire.

He’s slow.

Meticulous.

But he draws back.

And the wire stays in place.

We all breathe a sigh of relief as Six turns to Hurricane. “Might have dodged a bullet there.”

Hurricane chuckles. “Off to a good start. Keep your eyes peeled, everyone. We don’t know what other shit they have in store for us out there.”

We all nod, each taking a careful step over the trip wire and more cautiously heading toward the entry, when suddenly, three drones roar up, buzzing in front of us, making us all stop dead still.

A leaver lowers.

Our eyes open wide as something clicks, and three grenades drop to the ground in front of us, rolling to our feet.

Oh fuck!

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

South

My heart leaps into my throat as the grenades roll toward us.

We all turn and run back the way we came as fast as we can. My feet feel like they’re not running, and my breathing accelerates as we all bolt as fast as possible.

I hear the blast first, so loud my ears begin ringing instantly.

Then the wall of energy hits me, knocking me on my ass.

I fall flat on the dusty ground, my other brothers falling beside me with the brute force of the explosion. The heat wave is so intense from here that my arm hairs begin curling, and sweat pours off my temple as we all duck, sheltering from the three explosions.

Dust and debris filter from the sky, falling over the top of us like ash and embers, letting us know this war has well and truly begun. Only, we’re the ones bringing guns to a nuke fight.

We all glance around at each other, trying to catch our breaths.

They know we’re here.

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