Free Total Apoc Trilogy (Book 2): Fighting the Hordes by TW Gallier

them looked like they were having the time of their lives.  The rest just looked pissed and murderous.
                "Holy crap, I thought zombies were bad," Ralph said while loading another belt of ammo.  "These bastards are out of their fucking minds!"
                A four-wheeler was suddenly racing right at us.  A big black guy was driving, with a petite looking blonde behind him with a Molotov cocktail cocked back.  They were both looking straight at us with crazy smiles on their faces.  I froze.
                Olivia fired.  Pap-pap-pap!
                Both of them jerked as bullets riddled their bodies, the woman's head erupted with blood, and she dropped the Molotov cocktail.  The RTV slammed into the jeep, sending both of them flying over us and into the laager.  Olivia and I both turned and shot them each a few more times, just to be sure.
                "Travis, take your team in now!" a deep voice called from the four-wheeler.
                "They have radios," Olivia said.
                I crawled up into the back of the jeep and looked over the edge at the RTV.  It was idling, and I spotted the old CB radio strapped to the gas tank.  There were wires going down into the engine, and I assumed to the battery.  So they had better communications than us.
                So I pulled my knife, cut the straps, disconnected a cable, and yanked it off the wires to the battery.  Maybe we could make it work for us.  If we survived.
                "Don't risk yourself like that," Olivia scolded.  "One CB won't help us."
                "We might be able to get more," I said.  I got on the walkie-talkie, "Jake, they are using CB radios.  I got one."
                Jake was on the opposite side of the laager, but he came running.
                "Where is it?  On the RTV?"
                "In the back of the jeep," I said.
                "What?" he replied, looking at it lying atop the C-Ration box.  "You stupid idiot.  Why did you disconnect it?  I could've listened in on their command and control, and came up with ways to counter them."
                "Take the stupid thing and hook it into your truck," I snapped.
                "Idiot," he said, and just turned towards his vehicle.  "It's useless without an antenna."
                I glared after him.  I wasn't a soldier.  How was I to know he wanted to listen to their commander giving orders?  Yet, I still felt like a failure and an idiot.  Olivia patted my shoulder.
                "You didn't know," she said.  "Jake's an asshole."
                The antenna was attached to the back of the RTV.  Getting it, along with its cable, would be another issue.  Maybe we could retrieve the CBs off some of the down vehicles after the battle.
                Another wave of attacks started.  Some of them raced around our laager with the passengers shooting at us.  I think they were just trying to draw our fire, while a second group came straight at us.  I could hear the second group attacking from the south behind us.  Some of our people were shouting the warning for incoming Molotov cocktails.
                Gunfire intensified to the south.  Ralph and other M60 gunners were ripping the circling Deathdealers new assholes, decimating them horrifically.  I doubted more than twenty percent of them survived the attack.
                "They aren't Deathdealers, but Deathwishers," Ralph said.  "How fucking stupid are they?"
                BOOM!
                The pickup that was burning blew up.  It caught another flatbed truck on fire.  I looked at the other burning cargo truck, and the fire was all around the fuel tanks.
                "Jake!" I screamed.  "They are all going to blow up!"
                A dozen men started