Doctrine of Annihilation

Volume II.  Doctrine of Annihilation

Part I--- Operation Vengeance

I stood by the unmarked grave.  I remember how honorable funerals once were.  I admired the area and thought to myself, this is the kind of place that I would want for myself when I bite the big one (that’s if I don’t end up joining the ranks of the undead).  I felt the salty discharge of tears rolling down my cheeks and I cried silently.  I collapsed to my knees and thought of my children.  They didn’t deserve any of this.  It was my fault.  You dumb bastard!

Sorrow turned to anger and I began to dig like a wild man.  I didn’t care that my fingers were hurting and numb from the cold.  I kept digging through the slushy snow then the muddy soil.  I found a chipped piece of stone nearby and began digging with that.  SCRAPE!  I heard the rock make contact with the old rotting wood.  I cleaned off the area and found the o-ring handle.  I gave it a nice tug.  The wood creaked but would not give.  I started pounding the area with the rock and gave it a harder pull.  CRACK!  The crate cover finally gave away letting the musty aroma escape as I opened it.  I paused and tried to catch my breath.  I then looked at what I hid all those months ago.  I smiled like an evil clown as I read the fading letters of the metal storage cache.  ‘PROPERTY OF THE US ARMY’.

I mentioned to you all before, my children are the reason I fight to exist.  Without them, I am no more different than our undead friends out there.  I will fight for them even if it kills me.  Dead or alive I will find them.  I sat there for a few more minutes and pulled out the metal cache.  I’m going to need the Avalanche to haul this I thought.  I stashed the precious cargo in a small grove and covered it with shrubs and other foliage.  I limped back to the Ski-Do and sped off back on to the trail to the extraction point.  Don’t worry kids, I thought.  Daddy will be there soon.  You can count on it.  I just hope dick and the crew made it. 

To be continued….