The End Time Saga (Book 2): The Breaking by Greene Daniel

Author:Greene, Daniel [Greene, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Rune Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

MAUSER

Quarantine Base Rattlesnake, Pittsburgh, PA

Mauser crawled into a comfy sleeping bag in a snug warm tent. He rested his head back on some rolled up loaner clothes. The thin layer of the sleeping bag felt glorious as if he were in a king-sized bed made entirely of goose down feathers. He closed his eyes relaxing his body after weeks of torment.

“Exactly what the doctor ordered,” he said to himself.

He ignored the pop-pop of gunfire and let his body begin to sleep. The gunshots sped up and sounding like someone unloaded an entire magazine. His eyes crept open, they fought him the entire way after finally finding their happy place. More gunshots kicked off. He rolled over. The military can figure out their own shit. He only wanted some hot food and a safe place to sleep for about two weeks.

He closed his eyes and put a pillow over his head. The booming of the artillery stopped. Bad sign. Gunfire took its place. “Just kill me already,” he yelled into the pillow, muffling his words. Gunfire cracked nearby his tent. Men yelled out.

“Please, just stop,” he called out to whoever could hear him. He tossed his pillow aside and looked at the ceiling of his tent, a thick tan canvas lined with pliable plastic poles framing it. If he remained very still and quiet, maybe the dead would pass him by. Nothing to see in here, boys.

Then the screaming started. Piteous, terrified, horrible screaming. Like the sound of a baby calf being butchered. Butchered alive. Except he was pretty sure those sounds came from a human. A living breathing human, and whether it was an innate human impulse to take action when the high-pitched sounds of pain and fear penetrated the brain, or whether it was something that was trained into him through his military and law enforcement schools, it stirred his weary, beaten body from its portable temporary safe womb of a sleeping bag.

“I swear to God, if Steele makes us leave before I get a week of sleep, I will strangle the man,” he mumbled to himself as he slipped on his pants.

He poked his head out of his tent, keeping the flaps of the tent closed around his neck. He squinted at the entrance of the base.

A mass of people were entangled together in a assumedly in a fight. Either that or they were giving out dance lessons. I’m getting too old for this shit. He used to have twenty/twenty vision when he was in the Coast Guard Search and Rescue, but as he’d gotten older he’d lost the clarity. A blurry bunch of men from the artillery unit ran for the gate with long guns. He threw on his shirt and exited his tent like a thief.

A soldier sprinted in his direction, running away from the fight, and Mauser grabbed him.

“What the fuck is going on?” Mauser said.

The terrified soldier looked nervously around Mauser to the side. “The infected broke through. Let me go.”

The soldier’s name tag read Cody.

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