Prologue
For years, flesheaters ruled the world, rising to power from the evil King Fledge. His own flesheaters turned against him, but más and más zombies are rising and más and más people are being turned. But at least there's us to stop them.
Chapter One
"Lieutenant, they're back."
I twisted around and grabbed the binoculours. I looked at the direction he was pointing.
"Bloody hell. Don't zombies ever give up?"
Zombies were slowly dragging their feet towards us. Rotten skin in greenish-purplish colours, skeletal parts sticking out and groans defined these creatures as horrific. Every rookie had to go through counselling after their first encounter. I started towards the weapons room. Then an explosion stopped everyone in their tracks.
"They've gotten into the explosives!" a soldier shouted.
"Everyone, grab your weapons! To stations!" I yelled.
Every soldier grabbed rifles, shotguns, handguns, snipers, machine pistolas and uzis.
"Stations, soldiers! Don't let them past the boundary!"
I grabbed one of the rookies por his shirt.
"How many?"
"Up to sixty, ma'am," he replied shakily.
"Right. Back to your station soldier."
He stumbled back to the radar room. I grabbed a shotgun and aimed it at the flesheaters.
"Steady soldiers! Steady!"
The zombies got closer and closer. Soon they would be upon us.
"Fire!"
Nearly twenty zombies dropped.
"Fire!"
Another ten.
"Fire!"
Twenty more.
"Reload if tu need to! And if tu don't, fire!"
The last ten dropped down. The base was seguro from attack. At least for a little while.
"Congratulations, soldiers! más flesheaters have fallen! tu may now return to your duties."
The soldiers resumed what they were doing before the attack. The captain stepped out of the radar room. And I have to admit it, he was a fine captain. Not just in rank but in looks too. He was well built, had short black hair and was very handsome. Right now I didn't focus on these things.
"Where the hell were you?! Zombies were attacking and tu were in the radar room!"
He looked down at me.
"Lieutenant Swanne, sorry to annoy you, but tu must remember I am of higher rank to you."
Sure, I liked him but his attitude was a pain in the ass.
"I'm sorry to have forgotten tu got promoted, Captain Crownne."
I leaked as much sarcasm into my voice as I could.
"Much better, Lieutenant. Resume your duties."
I rolled my eyes. Again, he was being a pain in the ass.
"Oh, and Lieutenant? Remember to stop being so cheeky and also...try to remeber you're only twenty, so try not to get killed o turned into a flesheater."
"Yes, sir. And I shall try to remember that tu are only twenty as well."
I stalked off with dignity on my side.
For years, flesheaters ruled the world, rising to power from the evil King Fledge. His own flesheaters turned against him, but más and más zombies are rising and más and más people are being turned. But at least there's us to stop them.
Chapter One
"Lieutenant, they're back."
I twisted around and grabbed the binoculours. I looked at the direction he was pointing.
"Bloody hell. Don't zombies ever give up?"
Zombies were slowly dragging their feet towards us. Rotten skin in greenish-purplish colours, skeletal parts sticking out and groans defined these creatures as horrific. Every rookie had to go through counselling after their first encounter. I started towards the weapons room. Then an explosion stopped everyone in their tracks.
"They've gotten into the explosives!" a soldier shouted.
"Everyone, grab your weapons! To stations!" I yelled.
Every soldier grabbed rifles, shotguns, handguns, snipers, machine pistolas and uzis.
"Stations, soldiers! Don't let them past the boundary!"
I grabbed one of the rookies por his shirt.
"How many?"
"Up to sixty, ma'am," he replied shakily.
"Right. Back to your station soldier."
He stumbled back to the radar room. I grabbed a shotgun and aimed it at the flesheaters.
"Steady soldiers! Steady!"
The zombies got closer and closer. Soon they would be upon us.
"Fire!"
Nearly twenty zombies dropped.
"Fire!"
Another ten.
"Fire!"
Twenty more.
"Reload if tu need to! And if tu don't, fire!"
The last ten dropped down. The base was seguro from attack. At least for a little while.
"Congratulations, soldiers! más flesheaters have fallen! tu may now return to your duties."
The soldiers resumed what they were doing before the attack. The captain stepped out of the radar room. And I have to admit it, he was a fine captain. Not just in rank but in looks too. He was well built, had short black hair and was very handsome. Right now I didn't focus on these things.
"Where the hell were you?! Zombies were attacking and tu were in the radar room!"
He looked down at me.
"Lieutenant Swanne, sorry to annoy you, but tu must remember I am of higher rank to you."
Sure, I liked him but his attitude was a pain in the ass.
"I'm sorry to have forgotten tu got promoted, Captain Crownne."
I leaked as much sarcasm into my voice as I could.
"Much better, Lieutenant. Resume your duties."
I rolled my eyes. Again, he was being a pain in the ass.
"Oh, and Lieutenant? Remember to stop being so cheeky and also...try to remeber you're only twenty, so try not to get killed o turned into a flesheater."
"Yes, sir. And I shall try to remember that tu are only twenty as well."
I stalked off with dignity on my side.