《Old Virginia》作者： - Laird Barron 【EPUB】

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LAIRD BARRON Old Virginia ON THE THIRD MORNING I noticed that somebody had disabled the truck. All four tires were flattened and the engine was smashed. Nice work. I had gone outside the cabin to catch the sunrise and piss on some bushes. It was cold; the air tasted like metal. Deep, dark forest at our backs with a few notches for stars. A rutted track wound across a marshy field into more wilderness. Silent except for the muffled bum of the diesel generator behind the wood shed. "Well, here we go," I said. I fired up a Lucky Strike and congratulated my pessimistic nature. The Reds had found our happy little retreat in the woods. Or possibly, one of my boys was a mole. That would put a pretty bow on things. The men were already spooked --Davis swore he had heard chuckling and whispering behind the steel door after curfew. He also heard one of the doctors gibbering in a foreign tongue. Nonsense, of course. Nonetheless, the troops were edgy, and now this. "Garland? You there?" Hatcher called from the porch in a low voice. He made a tall, thin silhouette. "Over here." I waited for him to join me by the truck. Hatcher was my immediate subordinate and the only member of the detail I'd personally worked with. He was tough, competent, and a decade my junior --which made him twice as old as the other men. If somebody here was a Red I hoped to God it wasn't him. "Guess we're hoofing it,"