Knight Terrors: A Zombie Apocalypse Survival Tale by Beard Stephen J

Author:Beard, Stephen J. [Beard, Stephen J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2014-12-19T05:00:00+00:00

Saturday, January 3, 2015

“Boat! I see a boat!” It was Tabby’s voice over the radio.

I jumped up and remembered that I couldn’t do that just a moment too late.

“Fuck,” I yelled as I went back down. My ankle throbbed. I popped another pain pill. Looked like I was going to need it today.

It seemed as if everyone was moving up to the top of the Battery to see what Tabby was talking about. Tony came and joined me at my campsite.

“It’s killing you, isn’t it?” he asked. “Not being up there.”

“Yeah, I need to know what’s going on.” I reached for the walkie.

“Talk to me Tabby,”

“Dad, it’s a boat.”

“Yeah, honey I got that part. Tell me about it.”

“It’s one of the other Fort Sumter boats.”

“Do you see any people?”

“A few.”

“Dammit Tabby. How many?”

“Sorry, sorry. Ah, I see four plus whoever is driving. They’re still pretty far out. Next to Castle Pinckney.”

“10-4, Tabby. Thank you. Sorry for yelling. Can you stay up there and keep watch? I need everyone else down here with your gear in five minutes.”

By the time they gathered I had a plan.

“Karen, Pat, who’s the better shot?”

“She is,” said Pat, pointing at Karen. Karen nodded.

“Ok, Pat take the kids and go down into the Battery and hide with the supplies. Take a radio, bolt the door. Tracie go with her. Go.” Tracie looked like she was going to protest then decided not to. Good, I didn’t want to explain why I wanted her safe.

“Lois and Karen. I need you on top the case mates. Take radios, stay low.”

That left me, Mike, Tom, John, Tony and Beth.

“Mike, I want you on the Beauregard. Take a radio, stay out of sight. If the shit hits it I want you to surprise them from another front.”

He nodded then looked up at Tabby before turning to go.

“Mike, stay low. I don’t want them to see you.”

I put Beth in charge of locking up after we went out.

“Let’s get started. It’s gonna take me and Tony a little longer to get out there.”

“Speak for yourself, hop along. I’m doing good with the cane.”

“Fine then you can help me.”

Even with the cane and a lot of help, the walk down to the end of the pier was painful and slow. The other boat was pretty close by the time we got out there.

“Mike, you got a good spot?”

“10-4, Boss Man.”

“Alright, keep your radio low and be ready.”

“10-4.”

“Ryan,” said Tony. “We haven’t really talked about this in detail.”

“There’s a lot of variables. If they start shooting, well then we’ll know they’re bad guys. Otherwise, we’ll talk a bit. Maybe invite the leaders in for breakfast. Talk amongst ourselves. See what happens..”

Tom nodded but didn’t say anything. Come to think of it, he hadn’t said much at all this morning.

As the boat drew up to the pier there were eight people including the guy driving. Four of them had military uniforms and I could see two women and a boy about Tabby’s age. The guy driving had as much, or as little skill as I had and the line handling was clumsy and slow.

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