Zombie Theorem (Book 2): The Siege by James Wallace Read Free Book Online Page A

What if I have changed too much through these experiences? What if she doesn’t like what she sees?” I scratched the top of my head and felt my hair. That is so weird to me. I hadn’t had this long of hair on my head in years.
    “Dan, don’t fill yourself up with trivial questions and concerns. You know who you are and the reason for who you are becoming. Anyway, this girl has been holding a flame for you for a long time. Just be yourself and give your heart to her. Kind of hard for a girl to dislike little things after you have travelled so long and not let the specter of death stop you.” He handed over a bottle of water, I took a swallow, and handed it back to him.
    Everyone woke at that moment and came out from their tents, stretching and complaining about their night’s sleep. We sat around and ate our MREs. When we were done, Brian sat with me and walked me through cleaning my weapons and the importance of doing this little chore. I had never thought about that and was certainly happy he explained in great detail what to do. Once complete, we broke camp and repacked our Zomgo bags. Brian helped me strap my pack onto my sore, aching back and secure the shotgun to it. He handed me half of a pill, and I took it knowing it would help dull my pain and help me keep moving. I settled my MP5 on my chest, secured the 1911 into my leg holster, and felt ready to move.
    At this point, Doc walked over and handed me a small messenger bag. I looked inside and saw some loaded magazines. I looked at him confused. “Those are for your MP5, Dan. They are hollow point and add a little more punch then your regular ammo. As you saw yesterday, your gun cannot penetrate armor. So aim for body parts not covered by vests. But, if needed, these little things will help. They still will probably not penetrate, but it will keep their heads down and give you a chance at getting a more aimed shot off. That’s all I have, though, so don’t use them all up at once.” I thanked him, and he walked away.
    We gathered around Kuppers. “According to the map, a golf course and housing community are coming up. It’s a small community but will have its own dangers. We can either bypass and head inland east or cut right through it. Any comments or suggestions?”
    Everyone turned their heads toward me. I gave a quizzical look right back. “Um, why are you all looking at me?”
    “Because, Boss, you usually have a great idea sitting in that melon you call a head,” Brian answered for everyone.
    I smiled and shook my head. “Sorry, I got nothing this time.”
    Cupcake spoke up then. “I suggest we go onto the golf course. Rich people had a habit of buying old Hummers. I still say we get our hands on one and use it to go overland. This hike is going to be long and take up more resources than we can carry.”
    Kuppers looked thoughtful for a bit and scratched his chin. “It’s an open space and, if need be, we can hole up in a house if we get encircled by the zombies. And let me say, I am not happy with this word ‘zombies.’ Alright, let’s start heading in that direction. Senshi, take point. Let’s try to move fast. I want to have all the sunlight we can get when moving through this community.”
    Senshi took off at a trot and soon was gone from sight. Brian picked up Angel and set her on his shoulders. We set off at a quick jog, slightly spread out, with Brian, Angel, and I in the middle. Doc slipped back and covered our rear. After twenty minutes, I started to flag from exhaustion. I had not really been much of a runner or jogger. But I could walk for hours and hours. That was what I gained from hiking. Kuppers noticed my discomfort and called for a slight rest. Brian took Angel off his shoulders allowing her to rest her legs and butt from bouncing on his shoulders. Five minutes later, we continued our jog. Angel decided to run at Brian’s side for a while. I think she hurt more then she wanted to admit. To her credit, she kept up to our