☆CHUNANY☆ ✔️COMPLETED

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                   {Chapter 12}

               {Chunany's pov}
                

  

   Block the roadway those that escape might come back,"says one of the farmers.

  "Good idea," I agreed. If they came back we would be ready, armed and waiting.

  "Do you know how to use that gun?" I asked the farmer I had given the rifle to hold, but most of them are now being close to guns for the first time. They have only heard about them, or have seen outlaws brandished them. I took my brother and showed him how to fire an hand gun, I did the same with my mother, then Gwen. Ms Odette was afraid of holding a gun her husband has one, I showed Rafique's head farmer Mr. Oneil Buchanan how to fire the gun, not firing any shots just showing them. He said it felt handicapped in his hand, so I placed two in my jeans waist band and checked then selected the rifle to which they all jumped in shock. I chuckled lightly imagine if I had fired it I thought.

  Gwen drove my brother and two farmers for gas oil back at our house and we stayed in the trees and kept watch, the farmers piled tree trunks to block the roadway and green bushes to burn the bodies, we didn't want any diseases. I think we defeated them especially the leader because they underestimated us, we have always been fleeing and hiding from them. No one except Rafique and his group of fighters along with his father's men has ever fought them, so they have always came rape, burn, kill, destroy and take what they wanted.
 

  They have been doing so from I was young, my father had died on one of these raids by their gang. When you have nowhere to flee to and you have to put away your fears and stand up and fight, their are valuable lessons on those outcomes. Has I looked at the dead gang leader, I was still afraid of him, I still couldn't believe I killed him.

  The sound of a vehicle were heard coming and I held my breath as I crotched behind some trees looking out. A Ford van turn in and stopped, with weapons drawn Rafique and the others took in the scene of blood on the roadway, their trucks and outlaw bikes. Pablo pointed to the bodies and they went to check them with their crossbows and other weapons drawn.

  "Sammo is dead! oh wow! my dad and my brother must be here with the others," said Rafique in surprise.

  I cranked the rifle and we came out of hiding, they all lowered back their drawn weapons when they saw us.

"What kind of fighters are you all? This could have easily been an ambush, where does that leave you all?" I asked seriously.

  They looked at us as we stepped from behind the trees. "Did dad and the guards went to chase the others?" Rafique asked looking over the dead bodies.

  "No he hasn't arrived yet," Ms Odette told him.

  His head snapped to us along with the others looking towards us, with the question of. "So who killed them?" Pablo asked.

"We did," said Mr Buchanan.

  "Well it was Chunany's plan to hide and attack them, some of them that were on bikes got away," Mr Buchanan relayed all that had transpired to them.

  Pablo stood over the dead body of Sammo. "Good grieves, you mean to tell me this warlord was cut down by a woman?" He said in disbelief.

  "You make it look so easy," Lebron muttered as they looked over the bodies.

  Mr Alders came with his son Ramone an army of men, the story of Sammo's defeat was told, it spread far and wide and many rejoiced. They took the outlaws bodies to the west and I heard they made a mass burial. They searched for the ones that had escaped but did not find them, they had gone back to their strong hold on the west side. The victory was short lived has Sammo's smaller brother nicknamed Tundra, began on a destructive rampage, two of the ships that went out to scavenge and trade was set ablaze down by the port early one morning.