The Animal Squad and the Staff of Duat by Jan Sier

Author:Jan Sier [Sier, Jan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jan Sier
Published: 2021-04-25T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12:

Humble Before the Sands

Rifles rattled with automatic fire against the undead horde, but each bullet simply passed through the mummified warriors, and the dusty holes closed shut. The Ugandan forces were overwhelmed and forced into their bunkers for protection as the zombies overran the town.

Further off, the Man-Driller tank plowed its way hill toward the town. Ziggy maneuvered the vehicle using his legs while simultaneously loading up the artillery. With one joystick on either hand, he fired the guns into the crowd of zombies to lure them away from the village.

A few of the zombies fell, but most of them recovered. They sucked up the earth to reconstitute the sand that was blasted from their bodies in a matter of seconds. Unless their heads were annihilated, they could rise again, and they always did.

“How many more were in that hole?” Ziggy asked.

“I don’t think these are the same ones.” Kenshi wiped the sweat off his brow.

“They are using military tactics,” Marcus yelled. “Look there, at the base of the barracks!”

The zombies had surrounded the entrance to the barracks whose outer wall doubled-up as a fortress, with rifles positioned in crude wood and metal walls. The attackers started flicking sparks inside the wall with hooked blades and stone rods. They were smoking the soldiers out. The shanty barracks were mostly made out of metal, but the heat and smoke of the fire would still hurt them.

“Get us closer.” Kenshi tensed up.

“I intend to get very close. See what they do squashed under my treads, brudda!” Ziggy steered the tank right into the group, running a few of the zombies over. The clearance under the tank meant someone lying down could be unharmed as it passed over, but its turning radius was sharp.

Two of its three engines had dedicated lines to either side of the treads. Ziggy activated the gear shift, rotating the vehicle around rapidly. The treads unleashed carnage, digging holes into the ground and kicking up a spray of mud that turned the ashen sand brown.

Once the tank stopped spinning, Kenshi and Marcus emerged, their weapons drawn. The zombies crowded around and chattered with their bony mouths in an ancient language. They started circling the truck, keeping clear of the perilous angle of its guns.

Marcus observed their formation. “It seems they have commanders.”

“But who?”

Marcus noticed two amongst them stood out, ones whose heads bore a prominent resemblance to animals and whose bodies displayed minimal signs of decay.

“I’d say it’s them.” Marcus pointed them out to Kenshi, and they both turned to face them together. The two animal generals rode forward on the skeleton-horse-drawn chariots. Their arms were crossed, and in their hands were tucked curved khopesh swords.

“Go no further!” Kenshi demanded.

The generals ignored his words, bringing the edge of their chariots a few meters away from the AIT vehicle. They addressed the AIT team from the platform of the chariot. One had an awful hyena head that was constantly cackling and drooling dust from its mouth. The other flaunted the head of a jackal that sported a sinister glare and an intimidating temperament.

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