A New World: Return (Volume 2)

A New World: Return (Volume 2)

John O'Brien

Language: English

Pages: 262

ISBN: 1467983101

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Safety is the dream.

Nightmare is the reality. A nightmare where danger lurks around every corner.

Jack Walker, journeyed half way around the world and completed his daring rescue. He must now return home, traversing a world filled with endless hordes of night runners; the genetically altered, ferocious species that now inhabit the dark recesses left over from the demise of mankind and now dominate the planet. The only things more dominate are the billions of corpses left to rot where they died.
It is through this world that Jack must use his special forces training to lead a small group of survivors back home to where there is the faint hope of sanctuary. His training is pushed to the limits as he is confronted with situation after situation coming face to face with the night runners. He must walk that delicate, fine edge between action and keeping his kids out of harm's way; between taking risks and turning away as he continues his quest for survival.
Never having walked away from risky situations, Jack must now carefully weigh his decisions as the stakes are much higher. His kids' very safety hangs in the balance, along with the safety of the few remaining survivors. This gripping, action-packed tale tells Jack's story of survival in a post-apocalyptic world filled with peril.

Safety is the dream.

Nightmare is the reality. Those who have survived remember a time when the dream was the reality. But now, the world has moved on.

Book I - A New World:Chaos 
Book II - A New World: Return 
Book III - A New World: Sanctuary 
Book IV - A New World: Taken 
Book V - A New World: Awakening 
Book VI - A New World: Dissension 
Book VII - A New World: Takedown 
BookVIII - A New World: Conspiracy 
Book IX - A New World: Reckoning

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to make it through, I think. “I can have my men get crew vehicles if you want,” Sergeant Watkins says to Lynn as they walk away. I catch Robert’s and Bannerman’s eyes and wave them over. “Robert, we need to fuel up. Take Red Team, find a fuel truck and top off our tanks. Make sure it says ‘JP4’ on it. I’m not interested in finding out how far a 130 will glide.” “Okay, Dad,” he answers and heads off leaving just Frank, Bannerman and myself gathered. “If you don’t mind, I would like to use you

lowered into the five foot hole, seventeen men can dig a hole pretty quick, even in this hard packed earth. I am not really a good one for words for these times so I ask everyone to say a prayer in their own fashion with a moment of silence. Red Team is still keeping a small perimeter and I ask them to recover the guns dropped by the marauders - a much better word for them than men. They return carrying a variety of weapons with them, mostly hunting rifles, shotguns, and handguns. I have the

Just as long as it gives us the best chance.” I glance around the group and notice that most of them have taken a deep interest in their boots. I guess this is an uncomfortable situation for everyone. “What do you say we all talk about our experience, then put it to a vote and let everyone decide?” I ask, noting several heads and eyebrows rise in interest. I speak about my experience in Bosnia, Iraq, Korea, and various parts of Africa. Lynn outlines her experience in Afghanistan and Iraq.

especially with this small of a force when there are possibly hundreds of night runners around us. And with the fact that they can locate us quite easily. The one redeeming factor going our way is the slight but gentle breeze blowing from our left to right and away from where the night runners are massed by the BX. We proceed further up the street and begin to pick out sounds of gunfire and shrieks drifting along the cool breeze. A small copse of trees lies ahead on my left. My nerves are on

edging closer to the ramp and I want to create some space now in order to make a more direct approach. Plus, the ones behind me are getting a little too close for my comfort. I speed down the space between the buildings getting the grenade ready as before. My breath is coming a lot quicker now and I feel myself edging toward that heavy breathing stage where I will have no choice but to slow down. The building sides end just a few feet before me. I toss the grenade casually behind me as I reach

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