Zombie Rush 4: Zombie Rush by Joseph Hansen

Author:Joseph Hansen [Hansen, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phalanx Press
Published: 2016-10-21T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Taunt

Dean did his best to predict the doctor’s trail. To follow and create the distractions he wanted would be asking to get caught. The doctor was too smart for that and would lie in wait with his high-powered rifle ready to pick off any pests that may be dogging his trail.

He heard the moaning of infected coming into the area as he vacated, followed by the report of one of the doctor’s guns. Three shots and the patter of running feet caused Dean to dive behind a dumpster and wait as the doctor passed by. He waited for a couple of minutes then held his breath as the moaning of several zombies echoed off the brick walls. He knew they wouldn’t notice him still covered in gore—or at least he hoped they wouldn’t.

Best not to risk moving, he thought. They were passing him in a somewhat latent pursuit of the doctor so Dean froze, hoping he wouldn’t do anything that would alert them.

He stayed on one knee, listening, as the crowd of walkers shuffled by. Occasionally, the dumpster would crush Dean into the wall from the press of bodies on the other side.

Then it dawned on him … this wasn’t him. This wasn’t how he played things or how he dealt with … well, anything. Somehow he had become wrapped in a game that wasn’t his own, sneaking around and trying to taunt a creep for some perverse thrill; what was the point? It wasn’t fun. He should just get to it and get it done so that he could return to the compound for a shower and a meal.

“Fuck this shit,” Dean said as he stood up and shoved the dumpster into the last few zombies that were straggling by. He screamed in rage at the beasts that had destroyed so much. He had been running and hiding for days, literally killing over a hundred of these fuckers and they never left a mark on him, so why did he hide now?

He pulled the buckler off of Shaaka and slammed it into the side of the head of the closest zombie, collapsing the skull and dropping it like a rock. He pulled the sharpened file blade spearhead up and under the chin of the next one, going through the tongue and roof and plunging deep into the brain before laying it on top of its partner. There was one left within the danger zone, but others had turned and started to shuffle back toward him. Hammer-style, he brought Shaaka down on top of its head, letting the weight of the hardwood ash buckler and the strength of his arm destroy the brain, leaving a pile of three for him to walk around.

He looked both ways down the alley and saw that the way he had come was clear and the way that he needed to go had filled with twelve or thirteen loosely-spaced zombies. Some were still in pursuit of the doctor but most were turning around to find the cause of the disturbance behind them.

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