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Tick “Tok” Alaska – No More…

*** Talk to you in a few days and I will give more information about things that are happening. Oh and it is time to bring my friend that I talked about earlier, into this action. We need a new partner that has contacts beyond my level of expertise. He knows Russian as he was born in Russia and he is a martial art expert. He is the one that helped me when no one else would or could… ***

Well we are on the road again and Ben is driving right now! Ben say’s “Hi!” Dogg say’s “Bow Wow!”

Just get a out a map of Alaska and find highway 1 and you will find Anchorage at one end and Tok at the other. That is where you will find us for the next few days! Traveling one of the few roads in Alaska, but it leads us to where we need to go and that is all that counts…

I made a few calls and explained how all the men died and I got a lot of disbelief at the other end of the phone line. I told them to bring a clean up crew because the town is dead on arrival. Ben and I put official quarantine signs up on the town borders and from the looks of it, no one will bother things. Word spreads fast and even if the population is sparse, the gossip is thick. All other humans know that hell broke loose in Tok and they will stay away for a while. Ben, Dogg and I made sure that we burned the town down so that there would not be a chance of the Zombie Virus spreading. We drove through town and tossed some of the thousands of fire grenades into windows and such, that we had access to since we had run of the town and its National Guard supplies. No one lived to miss anything and once again we watched the flames as we drove off and I noticed in silence, that towns are burned to the ground after we leave… 🙂

Not sure what will happen if we have to kill a whole city! But if we can get to Zighile soon enough in Russia! Siberia will be a great place to have a last stand so to speak. Desolate and cold as hell. Maybe the Eskimos will have resistance to the virus like American Indians seem to have?

That seems to be the goal, a last stand at the Zombie corral in Siberia. That way we can cover this mess up once and for all. But until then we have to plan how to catch him and get my daughter back…

My friend is going to meet us in Anchorage, Alaska and he is bringing his dog, a huge Asiatic Mastiff and I mean that is one big bad dog. He is about 150lbs and 35inches tall. He has paws as big as my hand. He is trained to kill Zombies also and I look forward to having him working with my Dogg. I have yet to see if Dogg will be happy about this and remember that Dogg can shift-change. But Dogg is only a little guy normally and he weighs about 15 kilos or 35lbs…

My friend does not know about Ben yet and as my friend hates Zombies this should be interesting…

Oh as I end this today, because I am tired and going to eat a bite and sleep while Ben drives these desolate roads of Alaska, I thought I would tell you my friends name! He calls himself – Vitaly of Death! When you see him in action you will know why he calls himself that! He carries a Medieval War Sword with an overall length of 41” and he knows how to use it. I told him about the Spider Zombie and what it was able to do to regular steel and he said don’t worry that his is not regular steel…

Vitaly told me get to Anchorage and get a ship lined out and when he gets there he will tell me how he will get us into Russia. He would know, for he is Russian you know…

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code!

Tok, Alaska: Zighile Comstock will meet his maker…

*** So in a few days I will post what is happening. We are going to eat when we get to a little town called Rainbow Lake, Canada. The signs say they got a cafe with good meatloaf and mashed potatoes… ***

The roads we are traveling on are really bad and we are going to tear the truck to pieces! So as I was driving the last 10 hours, I formulated a plan. The plan went into effect as we passed through a little poe dunk town as Ben was driving. I just happened to see a half track with a 4 sale sign as big as you could be! I yelled, “Stop and back up!”

A half-track is a civilian or military vehicle with regular wheels on the front for steering, and caterpillar tracks on the back to propel the vehicle and I just saw what we need to complete this journey…

After about three hours of talking to the owner and making a deal that he would never forget. Then bribing the local government with big cold hard cash! We ended up with literally a tank and Canadian tags to boot! Full tank of diesel and new supplies and weapons! The half-track had a 50 caliber machine gun that went with it. It stayed inside until needed then it had a sweet little spot to quick mount it at the hatch. We also got 5000 rounds of 705 grain ammo to go with it. Sweet, but lets hope we never need it. Man, I just love Canada…

Our speed was reduced but the time to get there would also be reduced because nothing would stop us now. Trees in the road and such would not slow us down…

We are about 50 miles from the Alaskan border and Ben and I decided to stop to talk about our plans. I also asked Ben to explain what he understood from the book that we read by Zighile Comstock!

Ben told me: After Zighile Comstock had come to America and brought with him the remains of what was found at the German WWI site. He settled in at a very extensive US sponsored base and was allowed unconditional ability to work on his project. Prisoners were used as experiments but Zighile Comstock needed a special person to make all the results mesh together. He needed a young American Indian female with type O negative RH factors in her blood. This is extremely rare in an Indian…

Zighile Comstock it seems had found a specimen for his work and the need to get her was top priority. While the book never said who the girl was, it is obvious that my daughter was the one. It had something to do with the way the Source Code virus worked with American Indians only and they needed that specific blood type…

I thought back in my mind and I knew that my daughter had that blood type exactly and she was considered an American Indian as her mother was…

So this man definable is the reason that my wife died and my child was taken from me…

Ben started to go into other stuff and I started to get mad! The more he talked the madder I got. Dogg started to whine and hid behind some things in the back of the half-track. Ben shut up and said, “Looks like I need to shut up!”

I then told Ben I was taking a walk and that he and Dogg needed to stay here. I took a walk and when I came back after an hour or so, I said, “48 miles and we hit the border! I am calling in some big favors and we are not stopping. If they do not want to help then I will crash the border and take the whole border out! By tomorrow night, I will have Zighile Comstock’s head on a pole or die trying!”

Then in my head I heard real faint and very weak, “Daddy he cuts me! Daddy he cuts me!” I was on the phone and told them to clear the border when they see a half-track coming because I am not stopping. Silence on the other end of the line persisted and then a simple “okay” was spoke. “I will get it done.” I then said, “You got 48 miles and start counting now!”

With that we piled into the half-track and I fired it up and floored it. When we reached the border there was no one in site and they had a large speed bump as you crossed the border. The half-track was air born and we took the covering off the whole complex as we passed through! I was not stopping until we reached Tok, Alaska…

So I have caught you up to date and I will get back with you in a few days! I am writing this as I sit on the hood of the half-track. We are looking at the sign that I saw in my dreams that said Tok, Alaska! By tonight I will allow Dogg to play with Zighile Comstock head. Well at least he will have it to play with after I remove it with my bare hands. Slowly and twisting as I do it…

Yes I am mad and it is time to correct the wrongs!

Ben is silent and Dogg is sleeping and once again in my head much stronger than earlier, “Daddy help me!”

First stop airport…

Talk to you later…

Stryker

The Zombie Source Code!

PS: After Zighile Comstock head is a Dogg toy, then I have a meeting with some government officials…