Anno Zombus Year 1 (Book 9): September Read Online Free

Anno Zombus Year 1 (Book 9): September
Book: Anno Zombus Year 1 (Book 9): September Read Online Free
Author: Dave Rowlands
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
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runs this town with a teacher and that priest dude, and they’re trying to make peace with these Righteous fuckers, because they’re always coming into town and shooting up the place while shouting out the usual religious bullshit about the end of the world.  No real damage done, other than someone copping a stray bullet one time, and usually they clear off after someone comes out of the church to yell at them.  This time, they took the teacher hostage.”
     
    “Let me guess,” Scar began.  “They want us to find their lost little lambling, yes?”  The first words out of his mouth were thick with a heavy German accent.  It seemed as if his grimace was indeed permanent.  “And then they’re going to snub our offer of shelter, too, I bet.”
     
    “I didn’t promise them anything, if that’s what you’re asking me.  This teacher lady was nabbed about a week ago, according to the guy I talked to.  In my experience, she’s probably dead by now, or worse.”  The entire squad nodded their agreement with his statement.  “In any case, I gave them our offer.  You’re right, mate, they don’t want anything to do with us.  Even if we somehow manage to rescue their friend.  Not that we have any ideas where to even start looking.”
     
    “We’ve heard of these religious fanatics before,” Wall pursed his heavily muscled lips, deep in heavily muscled thought.  “But we haven’t got any solid leads on a location yet.  All we know is ‘somewhere to the east’ because that’s all we’re ever told.”
     
    Giant spoke, thoughtfully.  “Look, we’re out here for the next twenty-four hours, give or take, right?”  We all agreed that it was so.  “We may as well head out and have a look for ourselves.  Either we’ll find some signs of these Righteous, or we won’t.  Up to you, of course, Chief.”  She nodded to me, respectfully.
     
    She was right.  I knocked once again on the door of the church, which the priest opened yet again.  I explained to him that we were scouting out the location of the Righteous camp.  A flash of hope screamed across his face at the speed of light before disappearing behind the furrowed brow of his fear once again.  Nodding his understanding, he slammed the door on us once again.
     
    evening
    There were signs of local raiders everywhere.  Empty beer cans and broken bottles littered the landscape, spent shells scattered here and there.  Rotting corpses, with various injuries to their heads, some with comparatively fresh looking bite wounds.  Eventually we came to a plateau, accessible only from a narrow ledge.  The Righteous had clearly been making use of this as a campsite, though it seemed a while since anyone had been there.  There was an almost perfect place to park a large number of small vehicles at the bottom of the ledge that wound its way up and around to the plateau.  Up top, a fire pit and considerably large windbreak stood testament to the regular use of this location.
     
    “This seems as good a location as any to spend the night,” Viking suggested.  It was indeed a brilliant camping spot, and the Righteous had thoughtfully stacked a large quantity of fire wood by the windbreak.  “As long as we keep watch for Dead and nutters, we should be fine.”
     
    Maori handed out our dinner, yummy military field rations.  I had hoped that I was done with such fare after Canberra, but it seemed I was mistaken.  At least, when heated through thoroughly, the taste was bearable.  An army, it has been said, marches on its stomach.  Unfortunately, that was quite true.  I really would have preferred that they march on their tastebuds.  At least this army. 
     
    “If only we had a Meat-Beast handy,” Viking mused.  I was nodding my agreement when Wall mentioned that they eradicated them whenever they came across one.  “That’s fucking crazy man!  They’re fucking good eating, they are, plus they regenerate.  And the Dead stay well away
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