You’re startin’ to think like me now. That’s freakin’ scary.”
“You’re right. That is scary. I guess we’re rubbin’ off on each other.”
“I like rubbin’ off on you, but later, OK?”
Floyd laughed. “Damn girl, you never pull your head out of your crotch, do you?”
“At least it ain’t stuck up my ass! OK, Floyd, head on up there. Easy does it, big fella!”
She patted him on the shoulder and sat in the chair next to him, watching the monitors. With the cannon aiming mechanism in front of her, she practiced using the trackball to spin the turret around and lock onto the other vehicles. If necessary, she could alternate between loading the cannon and jumping back to the console to aim and fire. Unlike the side machine guns, the cannon was a single-fire weapon.
Floyd moved forward slowly. He checked the power gauge and they were still at almost 50 percent, with two spare batteries in the back. They should be able to get out of an emergency, if one arose.
The Super Z’s didn’t notice their approach until they got within about 250 feet. Then they started to get active, moving in their direction. When Behemoth got within 50 feet, something clicked inside their Super Zombie brains that recognized the vehicle as a threat. Probably Mikki locking the cannon on their vehicles as a target, Floyd thought, too late.
At nearly the same instant, the nearest 10 zombie soldiers opened fire. Machine gun bullets and small arms fire bounced off the sides of the vehicle. One ricochet took out the head of one of the attackers, which sent Mikki into a fit of laughter as she watched at the monitors.
As she continued to watch, one by one, the Super Z’s ran out of ammunition. She still kept “firing” for a while, until they realized the guns weren’t working. Some looked at their weapons in confusion, but one after another, they threw them to the ground.
That didn’t end the attack, however. One took a flying leap at the vehicle and smashed himself against the side before falling to the ground where a giant tire crushed him. Mikki commented, “Apparently these things ain’t quite as smart as we thought, Floyd!”
“They’re smart enough,” Floyd answered, pointing to the monitor as the others jumped onto the vehicle. “Make sure that hatch is locked!”
“Shit, how do I do that?”
“I don’t know, check it out!”
There were no cameras on top of Behemoth, but they saw several bodies go past the outside cameras on their way up to the turret where the hatch was. Mikki flew up the ladder and quickly scanned the inside of the hatch. They should have thought to check that earlier!
“I found it!” she called, throwing a lever that latched onto the wheel that opened the hatch.
It was none too soon. The hatch wheel started turning violently, if only half an inch back and forth. Apparently, these things were smart enough to open more than just a doorknob. If Mikki hadn’t flipped that lever, there was no way she would have been strong enough to hold that wheel in place with her bare hands.
Floyd spun Behemoth around and a couple Super Z’s flew off. Someone on top was still working on the hatch wheel, so Mikki moved to the turret control panel and spun it around 360 degrees as fast as it would go. The cannon barrel knocked the creature off and onto the asphalt. By now, of course, the creatures had started howling and every other brain-eater in the area was headed their way.
To remove the rest of the fleas stuck on Behemoth’s back, Floyd steered straight for a Subway sandwich restaurant and plowed right through it. A few moments after emerging from the other side, the building collapsed in on itself, crushing the few creatures that had survived the initial collision.
Soon, the next wave arrived. Like the first batch, several fired weapons at them until they ran out of bullets. Fortunately, the cannons in the multiple tanks and assault vehicles remained silent. Either none of the Super Z’s