Dead Coast: A Zombie Novel (Jack Zombie Book 4) by Flint Maxwell

Author:Flint Maxwell [Maxwell, Flint]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Void Press
Published: 2017-05-28T06:00:00+00:00

37

No, we can’t fight this horde. The odds are not in our favor.

Norm aims at the lead zombies about fifty paces away.

“Don’t waste your ammo,” I say. We aren’t going to be able to circle back to the car where the rest of our weapons and ammunition is. What we have on us — which is not much — is all we have. The thought alone is a punch to the gut.

Norm understands and lowers his pistol, shaking his head. Tough luck. Real tough luck.

“The hangar,” I say. We need to move and we need to move fast.

Abby and Herb reach us, breathing hard and fast. She has a look on her face that says, Please don’t tell me we have to keep running. But we do.

“C’mon, Herb,” I say. He stands looking at the coming wave of dead with wide eyes, shaking. “We are going to be okay. We just have to move.”

As hard as it is right now, I can’t think of Darlene. I have to get to the plane and get everyone to safety.

The sounds of the zombies fill the air. Seem to drown my voice out.

We turn and start moving. The hangar is a ways down from the hangar Klein escaped from. I scan the surrounding area quickly and don’t see any zombies. But who knows what’ll be inside of the place. I really doubt all that will be in there is a plane. Call me a pessimist. I’ve just seen too much shit in this world to think otherwise.

We move across the runway. My legs are burning and my arms are even worse. Dimly, I’m aware that I’m in the lead. The sun beats down on us overhead. Summer is close, but the zombies are closer and that’s all that matters.

Norm slingshots ahead of me, his pistol gleaming in his hand. He moves very gracefully, checks the narrow alleyways between buildings with a once over and then grabs the hangar’s sliding door. He heaves it open. Inside is a plane that gleams about as bright as Norm’s gun in the sunlight. It’s not very big, but it’s bigger than the one Klein took off in.

He motions us inside of it. At first glance, this aircraft doesn’t look like it’s going to be able to fly very far at all, let alone carry all of us. I mean, Herb alone accounts for probably seventy-five percent of the plane’s weight capacity. I move forward anyway.

George climbs into the front seat and starts hitting switches. The engines kick on with a revving type of whine. Propellers blow papers all over the inside of the hangar. Norm crawls in next and reaches out to grab me. I take his hand.

Then Norm disappears into the small fuselage for a moment and comes back as Herb and Abby are climbing up the three steps. He looks beyond me while George is screaming over the roar of the engines for us to hurry our asses up. Norm’s tan face drains of all color and I don’t need to turn around to know what the cause is.

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