Word had come over the wire the next morning. The operation had begun… Zach and his men were no longer simply tracking the movements of the raiders.
They were actively intercepting their war bands and were given carte blanche to deal with them as they saw fit.
By now, after a month of observing the Raider patrols going in and out of the foundry, they had more or less discovered the routes that the Raiders were taking.
Until now they hadn't followed the routes through to the end. And Zach now understood that they were likely headed on collection routes. To collect supplies and hostages from the communities pressed beneath their heels.
But to Zach this never truly mattered, not at the tactical level. Strategy was Dean's wheelhouse, whereas Zach and his men were simply a surgical instrument. He went where he was ordered and operated within his own discretion.
