Blood Soaked and Invaded - 02 by James Crawford

Author:James Crawford
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: apocalyptic, undead, survival, Zombies, zombie apocalypse
Publisher: Permuted Press
Published: 2012-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

There’s something a little bit counter to common sense: standing still while the enemy throws hot lead at you. I was so astounded, I couldn’t take my eyes off the sight of Sir Bajali Sharma, Knight of the Holy Order of Grace and Hospitality, ripping the bedeviled shit out of zombies. It was stunning. It was immensely brutal. He was doing all of it with his bare hands, snarling, shrieking in Hindi, and looking like the second coming of Shiva the Destroyer.

Bang.

One of the bastards shot me in the ass, and it tore my attention away from the exquisite display of righteous mayhem by Bajali. My hand slipped behind my back and popped the Man Scythe free with the ease of muscle memory and gave it a tiny shake to flip the blade into position. I allowed myself a little squirt of evil laughter, slid into a more combat-friendly stance as I turned around, and offered my opponents a toothy smile.

“Afternoon boys! Didn’t anyone tell you that bullets don’t bother me much?”

I didn’t allow the first two of my personal attackers the luxury of time to answer the question; I simply cut them down. For once, I didn’t take their heads right away, I just gutted them so that I could discuss matters with them after things calmed down slightly. My third attacker tried to run away, but it didn’t do him any good at all. Nanotech enhanced nerves and muscles, and ease of practice erased his lead with a 9mm bullet to the back of his Hazmat head.

Jayashri’s original attackers tried to bring the fight to me, but life threw them a bloody, gorgeous, lab coat-clad interruption. Their prey was up and moving, and it was pretty clear that her survival systems had kicked in. She was snarling, wide-eyed, and gleefully tearing open the skull of her prey. Unfortunately, she’d come to at some point and realized that she’d broken her vegetarian traditions with a luncheon of brains.

Bajali had done quite a bit to make sure that her survival was more likely. No doubt, he’d be right beside her, luxuriating in hideous moral conflicts over eating the brains of their opponents in order to survive.

Get used to it, chums.

About the time I took down two more zombies by lopping their legs off at the knee they got reinforcements from inside the two Chevy Suburbans that were parked nearby. I discovered that one of them carried a large caliber rifle, perhaps something around a 50 caliber, because I got hit and did a little impromptu flying through the air, losing my weapons in transit.

It was a good shot. The last thing I was consciously aware of was a strange awareness that my aorta had been punctured, T4 through T6 vertebrae were paste, and the bullet was resting against the inside surface of my sternum... and my friendly nanomachines were on the job.

I wanted to reply, “Thanks boys,” but I didn’t get the chance to say anything. My survival systems had kicked in and thinking was not really possible.

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