sorry, Xander.”
Corporal Longsong wiped his face, unintentionally smearing blood across his chin and cheek. He took off his helmet, revealing sweaty hair, then hid his teary eyes from the others.
“She was a good fighter,” said Jennings.
“You didn’t even know her!” Longsong struck back, sweat and saliva flying off him.
“Corporal, let’s keep it together.” Faith grabbed his shoulder.
We are loud and in the open. I despise this.
Longsong glared at her. “I am together. Can’t you see that, Lance Corporal? I’m fully together!” He stood and paced in a tight circle. “What the hell are they, anyway?!”
Jennings muttered, “Zombies.”
Evans ignored him, stepped to Longsong and Faith. “Have you seen the Lieutenant?”
Longsong dropped his helmet to his feet then kicked it. For some reason, Jennings limped over and kicked it too.
“We lost Lt. Sampson and Pvt. Cruz.” Longsong looked up at the dark sky. “Then we got ambushed. I killed most of them but Alicia, sweet Alicia...” his voice trailed off.
Jennings whispered, “Oh, so they were banging? I get it now.”
Ignore him. “Listen, we need to find the others. Any idea where they are?”
Longsong was silent, staring at his slain lover.
Faith stepped in assertively. “Jon is right, Corporal.”
“The LT made a rendezvous point before we got separated.”
“Where?”
“We can’t leave her though.” Longsong crouched back over the corpse, still ignoring Evans and Faith. “I won’t leave her alone.” He finally looked at them as he clutched her body. “Help me.”
They stared at one another. Faith whispered to Evans, “He’s freaking losing it.”
Keep your cool, help him, keep moving. “Okay, Corporal, we’ll take her.”
“Well, someone help me!” he shouted.
Faith insisted, “Where’s the rendezvous point?”
“Up the road,” he said as he leaned right over the corpse’s face. “Now, will someone, for the love of God, help me—”
Undead teeth sank into Longsong’s wrist, ripping flesh and vein. Longsong squealed and yanked his arm away from her mouth, spattering blood onto dirt. Falling on his ass, he stared in shock as the late Pvt. Alicia Felix rose jerkily from the ground. He grabbed his weapon with his other hand.
Blood and organs fell wetly from the dead woman’s stomach.
No, Jennings can’t be right.
“Alicia?” Longsong jumped to his feet and stood next to her, holding his assault rifle. “Alicia, baby?”
“Corporal!” Faith shouted, raising her weapon. “Xander, get away from her.”
Evans, along with Jennings, retreated a step as he watched them. With his carbine strapped tightly to his back, Evans quickly equipped his M9 Beretta, but not quickly enough.
Alicia darted forward, grabbing Longsong’s neck and digging her nails into his soft flesh. She swung her arms apart, dismembering his throat with one quick pull. Blood burst out in a red fountain.
Longsong frantically waved his gun, swinging it up as his finger slipped against the trigger, accidentally unleashing a three round burst at Faith.
Faith fell to the ground, roaring in pain as she crawled from the corporal’s flailing body. More shots were fired Faith’s way. Bullets ripped her thigh. She hissed through clenched teeth, sweat drenched her shaved head, and turning over on her side, she aimed her rifle at Longsong with one hand, cursing at the corporal as she hesitated to end his life. Another burst splattered her face across grass.
When Longsong first started firing, Evans had thrown himself into Jennings, tossing them both to the ground. By the time he shot the gun out of Longsong’s hand, Faith was already dead. Longsong gurgled and collapsed in the dirt.
Dead soon as well.
Next, Evans shot the reanimated Felix’s kneecaps. She dropped to her former lover’s side, tried again to gnaw on Longsong, but Evans rushed over, pinned her to the
Corporal Longsong wiped his face, unintentionally smearing blood across his chin and cheek. He took off his helmet, revealing sweaty hair, then hid his teary eyes from the others.
“She was a good fighter,” said Jennings.
“You didn’t even know her!” Longsong struck back, sweat and saliva flying off him.
“Corporal, let’s keep it together.” Faith grabbed his shoulder.
We are loud and in the open. I despise this.
Longsong glared at her. “I am together. Can’t you see that, Lance Corporal? I’m fully together!” He stood and paced in a tight circle. “What the hell are they, anyway?!”
Jennings muttered, “Zombies.”
Evans ignored him, stepped to Longsong and Faith. “Have you seen the Lieutenant?”
Longsong dropped his helmet to his feet then kicked it. For some reason, Jennings limped over and kicked it too.
“We lost Lt. Sampson and Pvt. Cruz.” Longsong looked up at the dark sky. “Then we got ambushed. I killed most of them but Alicia, sweet Alicia...” his voice trailed off.
Jennings whispered, “Oh, so they were banging? I get it now.”
Ignore him. “Listen, we need to find the others. Any idea where they are?”
Longsong was silent, staring at his slain lover.
Faith stepped in assertively. “Jon is right, Corporal.”
“The LT made a rendezvous point before we got separated.”
“Where?”
“We can’t leave her though.” Longsong crouched back over the corpse, still ignoring Evans and Faith. “I won’t leave her alone.” He finally looked at them as he clutched her body. “Help me.”
They stared at one another. Faith whispered to Evans, “He’s freaking losing it.”
Keep your cool, help him, keep moving. “Okay, Corporal, we’ll take her.”
“Well, someone help me!” he shouted.
Faith insisted, “Where’s the rendezvous point?”
“Up the road,” he said as he leaned right over the corpse’s face. “Now, will someone, for the love of God, help me—”
Undead teeth sank into Longsong’s wrist, ripping flesh and vein. Longsong squealed and yanked his arm away from her mouth, spattering blood onto dirt. Falling on his ass, he stared in shock as the late Pvt. Alicia Felix rose jerkily from the ground. He grabbed his weapon with his other hand.
Blood and organs fell wetly from the dead woman’s stomach.
No, Jennings can’t be right.
“Alicia?” Longsong jumped to his feet and stood next to her, holding his assault rifle. “Alicia, baby?”
“Corporal!” Faith shouted, raising her weapon. “Xander, get away from her.”
Evans, along with Jennings, retreated a step as he watched them. With his carbine strapped tightly to his back, Evans quickly equipped his M9 Beretta, but not quickly enough.
Alicia darted forward, grabbing Longsong’s neck and digging her nails into his soft flesh. She swung her arms apart, dismembering his throat with one quick pull. Blood burst out in a red fountain.
Longsong frantically waved his gun, swinging it up as his finger slipped against the trigger, accidentally unleashing a three round burst at Faith.
Faith fell to the ground, roaring in pain as she crawled from the corporal’s flailing body. More shots were fired Faith’s way. Bullets ripped her thigh. She hissed through clenched teeth, sweat drenched her shaved head, and turning over on her side, she aimed her rifle at Longsong with one hand, cursing at the corporal as she hesitated to end his life. Another burst splattered her face across grass.
When Longsong first started firing, Evans had thrown himself into Jennings, tossing them both to the ground. By the time he shot the gun out of Longsong’s hand, Faith was already dead. Longsong gurgled and collapsed in the dirt.
Dead soon as well.
Next, Evans shot the reanimated Felix’s kneecaps. She dropped to her former lover’s side, tried again to gnaw on Longsong, but Evans rushed over, pinned her to the
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