Ryelo Averden page 3

"Ryelo?" Cib asked, looking up at me.
"Yes?"
"How much longer till we set up camp?"
"Not too long now okay little one?"
"Okay."
Okay you get it we talk we go around yadda, yadda. Moving on at about fifteen-hundred the next morning our clothes are tattered and we are drowsy and our feet are burning from walking all day.
As we walked past an old hut I piped up when I saw a shot up sign," Cib, look! We're almost there just 3 more miles it says."
"That's good, "Cib replied
"Hey Ry can we take a break?"
"Sure." As we walked into the old hut for some shade I heard a loud roaring noise from some contraption, and it was getting louder. I sneaked a glance through a crack in the wood.
"What is it Ry?" Cib asked, whispering in my ear.
"It… It's a truck," I replied quietly.
"What if they can help us?" she asked with her tone getting louder.
"I doubt it, we're German and those might be Russian federalists."
"Okay, What if they stop here," She said again her voice rising into a yell.
"If you don't keep quiet then they might!" I half whispered half yelled in response. After that I heard the truck stop and a male Russians voice yelled "Стоп, я что-то слышал!"
"What did he say, Ry?" Cib asked me quietly
"Shhh," I replied and put my hand over her mouth, When she acknowledged me I removed my hand and slowly reached for the gun on my back, CRACK, a million thoughts went through my head, was that me or Cib? Was that just the Russians carelessly searching around? No, none of these were right it was just a squirrel. That didn't stop the Russians.
I grabbed my gun and threw Cibana Behind a plank of wood as the Russians practically destroyed the whole front half of the hut to get in. Finding me, with my gun trained at them.
"Whoa little girl, put the weapon down, don't want anybody getting hurt now do we?" The Russian said surprised and slowly lowering his weapon playing me, planning to take me in custody.