Zombie Road III: Rage on the Rails by Simpson David A

Author:Simpson, David A. [Simpson, David A.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Wise Pug Publishing
Published: 2017-12-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Hasif

It had been two weeks since the meeting where nothing was settled. Hasif, Fariq, and their wives and children had joined together and formed a pact. They knew what was coming, they knew starvation was only months away. He hadn’t been able to contact his friend in the United States, Sergeant Meadows, but he hadn’t needed to. The radio transmissions from the new capital of America had started a few days ago and he could read between the lines. He knew they were aware of the jihadi threat against them. Everyone that heard the broadcasts that came in faintly on the AM band marveled at how fast they had bounced back. They were living in luxury in a walled city with plenty of food, water, and electricity. The Americans didn’t know how to give up. Hasif knew there was more going on. He knew much more about the Americans than most people did, he had lived with them for over a decade. He knew their military structure and how it worked. and if his hunch was right, their army hadn’t been eliminated like the Mufti was declaring. They had submarines that didn’t surface for months at a time. There was no way any of them were infected and he knew some of them had nuclear missiles aboard. If the American people were forming a town with radio stations and flushing toilets only a few weeks after most of the world had been killed, he believed there was a significant military force behind it. Probably with Shaytan in charge of them. If Hasif knew Meadows, he had ordered the submarines to make their way to the now famous barriers holding the zombies out of the Middle East. They would blow them to pieces and the hordes of undead would come screaming through. There was no way to stop them, and no one to tell. He’d probably just lose his head for being a non-believer if he tried.

They knew time was short when the American radio station came online. A pompous man was broadcasting for many hours of the day, playing music and old radio plays. He hinted at retribution coming to them, and most who heard it scoffed and laughed openly. What could a tiny little town ten thousand miles away do to the mighty armies of the Caliphate? Nothing, except sputter in indignation at their long fall into insignificance. They were fleas on a dog. Soon, the soldiers of Mohammad would be putting the men of that village to the sword, enslaving their women, and broadcasting calls to prayer on their radio station that would be heard around the world. Allah laughs at their childish defiance.

Hasif would have been less concerned if the man was making wild blusters and angry promises of revenge. He would have taken that as impotent rage, a broken man making idle threats. But the pompous man didn’t make threats, and he knew the Muslim countries were listening. He spoke to people in Europe and Africa and the Far East as if he were sure they were receiving the broadcasts.

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