Zombie Theorem (Book 2): The Siege Read Online Free

Once it penetrates, it deforms and bounces around inside the brain turning it to mush. But if you shoot a man wearing a vest, the ammo will not penetrate. For that you have your .45 ACP 1911 sidearm in your leg holster. Or the shotgun you will continue to carry on your back. I also have a lot more ammo for that and in different variants. I’ll walk you through all that later. Just wanted to introduce you to your new friend.”
    I clapped him on the shoulder and handed him back the MP5. “Hold onto that for me, I’m about to take some pain killers and pass out. But seriously man thank you so much for the new gun. I appreciate it.” He took it back, giving me a knowing smile.
    I nodded at Vic and Kuppers as I passed them on my way to my cot. Once in our room, Brian helped me out of my armor and outer shirt. I took 2 of the little white pills and washed them down with a bottle of water Brian handed me. I think I said thank you or something similar as I laid down on my cot and promptly passed out.
    I had no dreams and slept peacefully. I awoke with Brian shaking my uninjured arm. “Have I ever told you it sucks waking up looking at your ugly mug?” I got out, while pushing myself to a sitting position.
    “Keep that up and you can put your own shirt and armor on,” he joked.
    “I’m sorry, I’m pretty sure I said thank you, your highness. The man I wish I could be more like,” I backtracked quickly.
    “That’s more like it. Now raise your left arm and straighten it out, or it will become stiff and hurt more,” he explained.
    I did as he ordered. He helped me stretch it, then slid my outer shirt on and, lastly, my armor. I only winced twice during the process. I think the medicine was still floating around inside my bloodstream. I looked around and noticed our footlockers had been emptied and our room was bare except for us.
    Brian saw my look and answered my unasked question. “Everyone is already packed up and the Beast has been loaded. We have a quick briefing with Colonel Phillips and General Richards before we leave. We decided to let you sleep a little extra. Now come on let’s get moving. Everyone is waiting on you.”
    We left our tent and marched over to the Command Tent where the rest of the team was waiting for us. We entered the tent and made our way over to the briefing room. A table set at the back of the room had a spread of food, coffee and juices out. Brian and I both grabbed orange juice and a Danish. We sat with the rest of the team, and talked about our plans to take Highway 1 into Stinson. While there we would find some supplies for Angel. She had on the same clothes and shoes since day one, plus other things she may need.
    General Richards and Colonel Phillips walked onto the stage and took their seats. A young Lieutenant took the podium and waited for us to give him our attention. He seemed somewhat nervous to be briefing civilians and not so sure how to commence. “Go ahead, son, kick this briefing off. These fine people need to get moving on.”
    The Lieutenant coughed and cleared his throat. “Ladies and gentlemen, at twenty hundred hours last night, Colonel Phillips came back with a plan for running our drones without using the satellites, which we have not been able to access. Early this morning around 0300 hours, a C-5 Galaxy lifted off from Travis Air Force Base loaded with some powerful antennae and drone communications equipment. We accomplished this by using three Reaper and one Northrop Grumman X-47B, which we were able to borrow from some Northrop technicians who happen to be on base with it. The C-5 crew was able to control all three up to a radial of two hundred and twenty-mile circumference. The Drones were able to pick up more radio traffic and found some police and military units that had been cut off by giant hordes of infected.” He turned and talked to his staff just off stage. “Can we have slide one projected, please?”
    The lights dropped slightly and a projector