Free What Zombies Fear (Book 2): The Maxists by Kirk Allmond Page A

Leo, I don’t know. Teamwork I suppose. Together we are more than we are apart. Guys, I don’t know how this is going to work. I know I have to do it.” I don’t know why I was afraid to tell them it was because Max told me so.
     
    “ Charlie, we’re going to need your team.”
     
    “ Sir, we’ll be there.”
     
    Charlie had a look in his eyes like he thought I’d finally lost it. I knew the odds as well as he did. A well entrenched enemy playing defense can withstand an invading force at greater than ten to one odds. Look at Thermopylae. Seven thousand Spartans fought off 300,000 invaders. We were nine people, attempting to invade a secure top secret clearance level US government facility, being held by ten super human creatures and two hundred blood thirsty ghouls.
     
    “ We have a few advantages. They don’t know we’re coming. We’re fast, strong, accurate and decisive. We are fighting for the survival of our species. They may be dug into that building, but this is our planet and this scientist may have the best chance of making us all immune to the bugs. Imagine what we could do if we were all immune.”
     
    With that, I began to lay out our plan of attack. We spent the next four hours hashing out the details, much of which we spent bemoaning the lack of Google maps. Life was so much easier before all of this. It was the little things I missed, like being able to instantly pull up a satellite view of almost any place in the world.
     
    With our plan in place, we broke from the table about 10:30 in the morning and headed off to try and sleep. It was going to be a long night; we were rolling out at 8pm.
     
    I went down to the settler’s area at the old barn to check on Max. There were a handful of children here. One of the settlers, Nancy Frederickson had set up the old barn office as a school house. The kids were all playing in the riding ring. They were climbing on the horse jumps and using it like an obstacle course. Kids could have fun anywhere.
     
    “ Ms. Frederickson, good morning.” I said as I walked up to where she was leaning against the fence.
     
    “ Good morning Mr. Tookes. Max is such a delight!”
     
    “ Please, just Tookes, or Victor.” I said.
     
    “ Thank you. Thank you for what you’ve done here, thank you for making the children here have a sense of normalcy. That’s a huge contribution and one I’d like to support you in as fully as I can. In all honesty, we’re focused primarily on getting us through this winter and the early spring right now, but once we have enough food and energy stored to make it through a long winter, I want you to know that your school is very high on my list. Anything you need, I’ll do my very best to find. If we have anything here that you need to appropriate, feel free. I assume you’ve been through my mother’s library, but if there are specific topics you need books or materials for, I’ll do my best to find them for you.”
     
    “ Thank you, Mr. Tookes. For everything you’re doing. I don’t know much about farming, so anything you can find that relates to a more agrarian lifestyle. Things like growing crops, canning, preserving food, horsemanship, we can use anything like that. My goal is to have these kids ready to help by spring planting time, even if it’s in small ways, every hand will help and there’s no learning like hands on learning. Even if that guy you’re going to save tonight can make us all immune, the population of the world has been decimated. It will be several generations before we’re able to return to a life like we had in the 1950's, let alone 2011.”
     
    “ Nancy, I believe you’re absolutely right. I’m not sure that we as a people want to go back to where we were in 2011; maybe the next generations can do it better than we did. Maybe this is our chance to reset the planet. With all of the abandoned solar panels out there now and wind mills and hydro-electric power generation capabilities, maybe once