Arisen : Genesis by Fuchs Michael Stephen

Author:Fuchs, Michael Stephen [Fuchs, Michael Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: CIA, DEVGRU, SOF, Horror, high-tech weapons, Navy SEALs, spec-ops, techno-thriller, dystopian fiction, Special Operations, CIA SAD, zombies, SEAL Team Six, military, serial fiction, Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Complete & Total Asskicking Books
Published: 2012-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

Oblivion

Blackness.

Then motion, rocking, making his head swim.

Descending.

An iron grip, around the back of his thighs.

And sound – first just a low-pitched, all-consuming ringing… and then, crescendoing up from underneath it, shouting, screaming.

Vision spooling up – view down a leg, and stairs beyond that. He was going down them. All of this partly obscured by a thick gray haze.

Then the smoke hit his lungs, burning. He sputtered.

And then the pain. A sledgehammer pounding in the back of his head, all over and around the brainstem. And then another lightning blast down his left upper arm. Maybe he’d moved it.

Zack’s stomach did a loop, and he retched.

Can’t breathe… He panicked, and convulsed, flailing his whole body away from whatever held him. Oak-tree-like arms lowered him powerfully to the ground.

“Zack!”

Another voice: “Wake up, man! Zack!” Pain across his cheeks.

And a third voice, from below, farther away. “We gotta go, guys! Move, move!” Gunfire, those evenly spaced 5.56 rounds.

“What’s going on?” Zack thought he’d spoken, but couldn’t hear his own voice. He was sitting on the stairs, his back up against the wall. Smoke was everywhere. A huge head was in his face.

It was Maximum Bob. His voice boomed, from an inch away. “Listen up, buddy! The safehouse is burning! It’s gone. We’ve got to go! Now!”

Zack nodded. Okay, he could understand that. He tried to lever himself to his feet. It didn’t work, but Bob yanked him to a standing position with one hand. Still reeling, Zack tried to follow him down. An arm snaked around his shoulder, and he linked in with it. Baxter.

They staggered out the side door, into the covered garage. More firing. Zack looked to his left, where Dugan was standing on the bottom crossbar of the high fence, firing over the top. Bob and Baxter poured Zack into the back bench seat of the Tahoe. From his resting position, he could now see, through the front window, Bob run up to Dugan at the fence. The two shouted into each other’s faces.

Everything spun again, and Zack’s head lolled on his neck. He fought to hold it upright, fought to keep his eyes open. He saw Baxter get out of the vehicle and heft his rifle. Then both Bob and Dugan ran back into the smoke-filled safehouse. They came back out seconds later, carrying ISUs in stacks. They seemed to come and go in random order, over a time that might have been ten seconds, or an hour. At the end, Baxter put down his rifle and ran inside – having to physically break out of Dugan’s grip to do so. Then the engine started, and the Tahoe lurched forward.

“No!” Zack rasped. “Don’t leave Baxter!”

“Zack! Zack!” It was Baxter, sitting right beside him.

The gate boomed and splintered as the Tahoe crashed into it and roared out into the smoky light of whatever time of day it was. The SUV crashed through human bodies, bucking and shuddering as it ran them down. Then more bodies, and more bodies after that. It lurched and tilted as it went up over them, piles of human shapes.

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