For Which We Stand~Ian's Road by Joseph Hansen

Author:Joseph Hansen [Hansen, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phalanx Press
Published: 2018-08-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Phoenix Arizona, May 3rd

Ian spun around to see the girl holding a long spike positioned as if she was going to strike again, and he swatted it from her hands.

Ian was pissed, and he could see infected coming toward them from the end of the block, so he grabbed the girl’s upper arm and threw her into the back of the van. He looked up to see the kid who had been beaten now swinging a bat for his head, but Jasper knocked off his swing, and Ian threw him into the back of the cube van too then crawled in behind them. Once Jasper was inside, he shut the door.

“Watch them,” he said to Jasper and moved into the driver’s seat, holding his wound and beginning to worry about how much blood was coming from between his fingers. She had managed to slide it up under his vest to score a pretty good one. He rolled up a towel and shoved it between his seat and back, hoping he could keep enough pressure on it to stop him from bleeding out. The truck started as he knew it would. He turned right in the T intersection only to slam on his brakes.

At least forty infected were surging toward them.

He slammed it into reverse and almost spun out in his haste to go the other direction. If the engine had a little more gusto, he would have lit up the tires, but as it was, he flinched every time another body slammed into the side of the van.

There were more infected going out the other way but not near the numbers going to the right, and they were more spread out. There was nothing he could do but blast through them. They all seemed to converge to the center as he hit, and he marveled that this group of five or six wasn’t nearly as bad as the four hundred pounder he had hit earlier in the day.

He saw one of the gang thugs was getting swarmed as he drove by, and though the kid reached out for help, it was already too late, and Ian didn’t have to go through the moral dilemma of leaving a living asshole to the infected.

He looked left, and it looked like the stadium all over again with the mass of bodies covering the entire width of the street. He turned right and began to swerve around the groups that were trying to come together. The kid’s screams must have carried, as he was hard-pressed to find an opening to really accelerate for another two blocks. When he did, he poured it on pretty good and started alternating his turns again to create distance.

After several blocks, he saw signs for an airport, and he made his way toward it. He had to find a way to get the bleeding in his back stopped or he was going to pass out. He came to a tall chain link fence alongside the road that was adorned with rows of razor wire on top.

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