Rise of the Undead_Apocalypse Z by Baileigh Higgins

Author:Baileigh Higgins [Higgins, Baileigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2019-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Tara endured the flight as best she could. She’d never been fond of flying, and under the current circumstances, it was even worse. Her stomach churned whenever the rough winds buffeted the helicopter, but even more so when she thought of Stephen and his awful fate.

The living dead.

Who’d have thought such a thing possible? Not even she’d been able to foresee it despite all her research. A spike of guilt stabbed her through the heart. It was all her fault. She should’ve been stronger. She should’ve made Bannock see how dangerous the Vita virus truly was. Instead, she’d acted like a coward by allowing him to trivialize her and her work.

She glanced around the inside of the chopper, her gaze traveling across the surviving soldiers. They looked grim. Defeated. Each of them had lost friends back at the camp. Friends that were now enemies.

Saul had taken it the hardest. As their leader, he was responsible for their lives, and the losses had shaken him to his core.

She reached out a tentative hand and laid it on his forearm. “Lieutenant Dhlamini?”

He didn’t respond at first, staring off into the distance, no doubt reliving the nightmare of earlier.

She tugged on his sleeve. “Saul?”

He blinked, shaken from his stupor. “Yes?”

“Where are we going?”

“To Brazzaville,” he replied in a dull voice.

“Brazzaville? Do you think that’s wise?” she asked, alarmed.

Saul frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Brazzaville is home to millions, and with the outbreak, it’ll be chaos. Besides, aren’t the borders closed?”

“The borders, maybe, but we’re heading to the river. I have a friend waiting with a boat,” Saul said.

“A boat?” Tara asked.

“Yes, I arranged it all yesterday. We’ll travel down the Congo river to Pointe-Noire.”

“What’s in Pointe-Noire?”

“The Agostinho-Neto International Airport,” Saul replied. “From there, I’ll arrange for a flight to Cape Town for my men. Even if the borders are closed, I’m sure I can get special dispensation.”

“What about you? And me?”

“I’m escorting you back to your country, Doctor Lee. You’re our only hope now, and I’ll be damned if I let anything happen to you,” Saul said, his dark eyes brooding above his high cheekbones.

“It’s Tara,” she protested. “I thought we’d established that.”

Saul smiled. “Tara then.”

“What about your family? Your government? You’re in the army. You can’t just leave,” she protested.

“My tribe are Zulus. They’re warriors. Survivors. They’ll survive this too. Besides, my closest relatives are dead. I have no one to go home to.”

“I see.” Tara sat back in her seat, mulling it over.

“You’d better get ready,” Saul said, pointing down. “Because we’re here.”

Tara leaned forward to look out as they flew over Brazzaville and was shocked to see what was left of the capital. Columns of smoke tinted the sky in hues of black and charcoal. A smothering blanket of ash filled the air they breathed, and she pulled her collar over her nose for relief.

The streets teemed with life. People were abandoning their homes on foot, dragging carts, wheelbarrows, and children behind them. The roads were clogged with traffic. Impassable. Dangerous.

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