Infestation Chicago: A Zombie Survival Series (Volume 2) by Nathan A. Smith Read Free Book Online Page B

annoyed with Holiday. She listened carefully to what the Corporal was saying.
    “I don’t give a shit!” the Corporal yelled into the radio. “Get someone out here now!” He walked up to the dead zombie and continued bashing it, only this time with his foot.
    “Sir, that area isn’t clear.” a voice on the other end of the radio echoed out of it.
    “No? Really?” Corporal replied. “Well I guess you should just leave the only one keeping this goddamn place safe, stuck in the middle of fucking nowhere!” The Corporal was very angry that Sam had eluded him.
    “Sorry sir but-” the voice was cut off as the Corporal continued his rant.
    “Fine soldier, but when I get back, we will have to have a talk about following orders” the Corporal said calmly smiling.
    A single zombie could be seen walking slowly down the street toward him. He was completely unaffected by its presence. Destiny was surprised that with all of his shouting, more zombies had not   shown up.
    “Very well sir, I will dispatch a vehicle to rendezvous with you in a few minutes.” The voice on the other end of the radio sounded very afraid.
    “Take your time soldier. Just get it done.” The Corporal finished speaking and laughed loudly. He rushed toward the zombie and jumped on top of it, pinning it to the ground. He laughed menacingly as he grabbed its head and pulled harder and harder as if he was trying to rip its head off. To Destiny’s surprise, it eventually did come off with a sickening pop. The Corporal threw the head down the street before saying one final thing into the radio. “Don’t forget to stay away from highway eight soldier; got reports that big motherfucker is still hanging around there.”
     
    David and Sam
     
                  “Where is this highway Sam?” David asked after walking for what felt like miles.
                  “Highway eight, just up ahead.” Sam gasped.
                  “You have said that a few times now.” David replied as he was becoming frustrated more and more. Destiny was nowhere to be seen. He couldn’t believe he left her behind. 
                  “There it is.” Sam said, pointing to a small group of cars on a road. “Hurry.” she continued. David increased speed still holding Sam up by her one arm.
    They emerged from the trees and rested beside a burned out car. All that was left was a blackened metal frame. “Over there.” Sam moaned pointing to a car in less bad shape. David helped her move over to the next car. It was fairly large; enough room to lay her in the back and he could crouch in the front. The seats were inexplicably removed; the windows were rolled down and power controlled so they couldn’t be put up but other than that the rest was in great condition physically.
                  David helped Sam into the back then crawled inside after her. They were below the window level and knew they wouldn’t be seen if they stayed low enough. That was easier for Sam. She sprawled out on her back lifting her shirt to see her stomach.
                  “Help me get this shirt off.” Sam grunted. David helped her removed her dirty white doctor coat, and proceeded to help her remove a white tank top from underneath. She failed to mention she didn’t have a bra on. David was stunned for a moment but did his best to ignore her bare breasts.
    “Right here,” she said “feels cracked,” she grabbed David’s hand and pressed it against her rib just below her right breast.
                  “If you say so, you’re the Doc.” David smiled but it quickly faded. He hadn’t had time to think about Doc, his friend in Lone Tree. David quickly removed his hand from her chest blushing. Sam let out a short laugh.
                  “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone you felt me up or something.” She said smiling.
                  “So,” David replied trying to think of