Well it looks like I am stupid, dumb, ignorant and a plain reject, as I sit contemplating life after the last 24 hours. Ben is patching me up and Dogg has gone into Totem land to heal his wounds. Ben is even tore up so bad that it took him an hour to heal and that means it was bad. We just ate a huge pepperoni pizza that we made in the local Pizza Parlor (They don’t care no more!) and sipping on a two liter of diet coke…
So what happened after I was going to put Zighile Comstock’s head on a pole then let Dogg have it to play with. Good Question and I am glad you asked…
Well we rolled into town as quiet as a half-track could and as we rumbled down the streets we noticed that we were more than a little late. The sign said that 1258 people lived in Tok, Alaska, but it looked like 1258 Leader Zombies had taken over. Plus every grave yard in the whole country side had been activated with the risen dead…
I knew that this was Zighile Comstock’s personal army of living dead and they were the distraction he needed to get out of dodge so to speak. The fact is if it was not for some good ole boys who lived near Tetlin Junction nearby we would be dead or worse. So enough bull let me tell you a tale of 3000+ Zombies and one Mega Jolly Green Giant Zombie…
Ben made mention as we pulled into town that he felt real bad about this as in real bad. I remember Ben opened the hatch and mounted the heavy gun, then locked and loaded a whole canister of those 705 grain solid points. Dogg found himself a spot to ride on Ben’s seat and was staring out the font window…
As we hit the center of town the half-track died. I mean just quit running for no damn reason. It was like God was saying something like, “You wanted to have fun, well have fun! Next time watch your thoughts about killing people!” Ben looked down at me and screamed, “Heaven help us!” I wondered at that point if he heard God also?
The zombies came out of every door, window, nook and cranny! They came out of the ground where they had been buried long ago in the yards before cemeteries. Everywhere was Zombies and they were closing in on our half-track that decided to die in the middle of hell!
The problem that was obvious right off the bat, was that the Leader Zombies had all the risen dead in front of them. Then the Leader Zombies carried shields of steel plates to try to help protect them. Then at the edge of town in the distance could be seen – Zighile Comstock, my daughter and a mutated Zombie that made Baby Zombie look like a… Well a baby in comparison…
Ben did not need to be told to start mowing down Zombies or we die. He unleashed that 50 caliber and Zombies dropped like a hot knife slicing through butter. But I knew that ammo would not last long at this pace and I screamed to Ben to watch out for the barrel turning red from heat and warping. We had two extra barrels and I grabbed the asbestus gloves and squeezed out my hatch. I knew that it was just a few minutes before that barrel gave out. I also knew that Ben would not understand and keep firing until issues happened…
I had the Ak over my shoulder and un-slung it. I let loose clip after clip in to the Zombie crowd that was getting ready to try to climb on board the half-track. You could not miss and it was literally Zombie mayhem. I saw that Ben was loosing the big gun and I grabbed a barrel and burned the hell out of my hands even through the gloves. But I got that barrel switched and Ben almost took my head off as he swung it toward me. I still am a little deaf from that overgrown gun, blasting in such close proximity…
We kept them at bay for 20 minutes or more. It seemed like 20 hours! I switched the last barrel and last canister of shells. That was it and we had gone through 5000 rounds of ammo. Ben fired until there was no more. That is when Jolly Green Giant the Mega Zombie came running at full speed. He covered the distance like in two bounds and Ben and I fell inside the half-track. The next thing we knew we were tossed like a child’s toy and landed on our side. I grabbed my Chinese Broad sword, Ben grabbed his Samuri Sword and Dogg was sharpening his teeth on a grenade (Which by the way I grabbed and put in my pocket!) and we opened the back door and rolled out…
Pure luck we were tossed away from the pack of Zombies. That gave us the 10 seconds we needed to get up and ready. I told Ben it was nice knowing you and slapped him on the back! Ben got that face of death that he had when fighting and Dogg! Well Dogg, bless his heart! Being a totem dog, he transformed in front of our eyes into the biggest and baddest looking wolf you have ever seen. He was huge and he howled one time and the sound echoed everywhere. Then as I looked at Ben and Ben at me. Dogg ran straight into the Zombie pack. Titanium teeth and all. You could see Zombies going down left and right as Dogg shredded them to pieces…
I yelled at Ben, “Dogg needs our help!” So Ben Zombie and I charged to the fry pan, like we had God on our side and a thousand men behind us, to back us up…
The battle lasted forever and it was forever. I swear that I should have died 12 times but at the last moment I found the strength to keep going. I was covered in blood and this time it was mine and theirs. I figured that my time to be a Zombie was here because I had to be infected by now. So I was going to take out Zombies and if I changed I would still take out Zombies! Just like Ben does…
I saw out the corner of my eye that Ben went down under a mass of Zombies. I was not able to help him, as I had a multitude of Zombies attacking me. Then I saw Dogg from out of nowhere leap onto the pile of Zombies on Ben and was biting heads off left and right. Dogg was drenched in blood and I could see huge gaping wounds all over him. But he fought like a soulless rabid beast that had no fear of dying. I heard his death growls of joy as he snapped neck after neck of Leader Zombies and it was because his buddy Ben was being killed. It is at these times that I am glad Dogg is on our side…
Then into the fire pan with us appeared the Mega Jolly Green Giant Zombie. Dogg was smacked aside like a stuffed animal, Ben was stomped on like an ant and I was help up in the air like rag doll…
That was when two pickup trucks full of good ole American red necks pulled up and decided to try to help stop this onslaught of killer Zombies. They had what all good rednecks have! Beer, guns and big dogs on log chins! They unhooked the dogs, guzzled a can of beer and started to shot Zombies as fast as they could pull the triggers and reload…
I was still in the Mega Zombies hand and was being shook to death. I tried to use the grenade but just succeeded in dropping it. The overgrown Zombie was not paying attention to me at all. I still had my Chinese Broad Sword in hand. That is when I swung as hard as I could at his elbow joint. It was a bad angle but beggars can not be choosey and I took my chance…
As bullets caught the Jolly Green Giant all over his body he was not expecting to have some peon try to take his arm off. Well I did and he lost an arm. As I hit the ground his forearm and hand were still attached to me and they were not going to let go. They had a mind of there own. The hand was squeezing the life out of me…
Dogg saw what was happening and came to help, but he had to stop and kill three Zombies as they tried to kill him. I could not breath as the constriction was so tight that my lungs would not pump air. I was literally suffocating…
With my last clear vision I saw the Mega Zombie bound away and then just as everything was black spots and stars. I felt the pressure let up and I heard Dogg dragging something away. Dogg had the hand and was trying to bite the fingers off of it. I want you to realize that this was a huge hand…
I passed out and awoke two hours later, but the whole time I was in la la land I was dreaming about were my daughter was being taken. I was dreaming about fighting and was dreaming about we finally won the battle. I dreamed that I lived, Dogg lived, Ben Lived and three other guys lived…
But the Tok the Alaskan town was dead, Zighile was gone and with him he took my daughter the Zombie child. It looks like his body guard the Jolly Green Giant was gone also. Dogg stood near me as I woke up. I looked around and realized that what I dreamed had happened. I woke standing with sword dragging the ground…
Dogg converted back into Dogg and fell over asleep and then became a totem pole! At least he was still here, so I assumed that he was in Totem land…
Ben told me that I never stopped fighting and it took him a few minutes to realize that I was Possessed. It seems that my daughter had Possessed me and kept me going. This was not the first time and might not be the last time…
Well I started this article with where we are at now and I have to do some thinking’s. This is getting rough and with Zighile on the loose he is converting Zombies fast than we can kill them. This could get to epidemic proportions real quick…
So we are all right! Well as all right as can be after 3000 Zombies tried to rip us in shreds. The three men that were left went home to what was left of their life and Ben and I are going to pow wow and figure out what our next step is…
That will teach me for being stupid, dumb, ignorant and a plain reject…
Time to sleep and try to heal! I hurt and I mean I hurt real bad! I am getting way too old for doing this type of business…
Maybe – God was on our side and a thousand men behind us, to back us up…
Now I am just worrying about whether I could change to a Zombie after all the blood I was soaked it…
Stryker
The Zombie Source Code!