Irregular Scout Team One: Volume 3: Civil War by J.F. Holmes

Author:J.F. Holmes [Holmes, J.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cannon Publishing
Published: 2023-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 192

We sat on the deck of the U.S.S. New York, twenty minutes later. I had told them all I knew about Taylor’s supposed plan to infect the world with the zombie virus again, but the Army had immediately dismissed it. I think the word the man on the other end of the radio had said was, “Impossible Bullshit.”

I ticked off the names of our dead in my head. Eleven of my friends. McWane, Williams, Will Szimanski, Ringo, almost all of Team Five. Almost everyone else was wounded in some way. We sprawled on the front deck, cleaning weapons and trying to wind down while our serious casualties were in surgery.

The air battle had died a quick death and the New York rode easy at anchor. The fighting in the distance as the armored column made its way into Seattle was picking up and we could hear the explosions echoing around the Sound. A medic was stitching Brit’s arm; I had another one looking for shrapnel in my back as I lay full length on a stretcher. Red and Ziv were both undergoing surgery and although Red would lose some use of his foot, he would live. Ziv’s condition was too close to call.

I noticed something different just as Brit started to speak. I made a motion to her, to be quiet. Something was happening.

“What?” she said, then she noticed it too. Then the medics and all the other scouts lying or sitting on deck stopped talking. The firing, except for planes making runs, had died out. I knew they hadn’t reached the Federal Compound yet and I wondered if maybe the DHS troops had surrendered when word of Acting President Taylor’s death got out.

Then we heard it. The moan, rising to a howl in the wind. The firing erupted again, a frantic, ongoing frenzy that lasted for almost two minutes, then died off again as units expended all their ammo. It was a continuous, burning roar, punctuated by deep booms. When it stopped, we could all hear the howling moaning rage of millions of infected.

A ships’ crewmember came running on deck, yelling “GET INSIDE, GET INSIDE!” I hopped up, my artificial leg not attached, grabbed it and leaned on Brit and we hustled through a hatchway. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a long, cylindrical object leap from the water, shed its covering and light off a jet turbine engine, followed by another. I was the last man through the door and the squid slammed it tight and spun a wheel to lock it. The ship’s intercom burst into life. “ARMAGEDDON, ARMAGEDDON, PREPARE FOR NUCLEAR BLAST.” Brit and I looked at each other as the ships’ lights went to red battle conditions. I saw the fear in her eyes and I knew it wasn’t for her or me. It was for our son, a continent away. It had been true.

The plague was loose in the world again and this time, there would be no stopping it.

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