Dead & Alive (Book 1): Survive by I.J. Smith

under the car and dragged under the wheel s .
    The Zombie was crushed under the weight of the car. The zombies that just hit the car started to get back to their feet, Bray opened fire, and he finished off the zombies. The car door opened, getting out the car was a familiar face.
    Zoe walked towards Bray, as she walked past him she spoke, “I am never a victim that needs to be saved.” Bray sighed and turned to re-join the others. Zoe walked ahead by herself; Clare was back taking care of the kids. The survivors looked more scared than ever.
    “This is going to be a long trip,” Bray whispered under his breath as he walked.
    Frank was leading his half of the group towards the Thames, he planned to follow the waterfront and travel straight to the MI6 building. Ryan was very quiet; he had not spoken since Jack hit him. Frank was surprised by how quiet it was around them, he was expecting much more Zombie activity than what he had seen.
    He decided to try to make peace with Ryan, he moved towards him, “Ryan, how you holding up?” Frank asked him.
    Ryan looked in surprise, “What rank is Jack?” he demanded to know instead of answering the question.
    Frank had a look of surprise on his face, “Why?” Frank replied.
    “When we get to safety, I will be reporting him for striking a fellow soldier,” He told a shocked Frank.
    “Are you fucking kidding me, he saved your ass and you want to report him,” Frank snapped at him.
    “He had no right to hit me,” Ryan replied.
    Frank grabbed Ryan’s arm, forcing him to stop walking, “He hit you because you were leading the zombies direct to the others,” Frank told him abruptly.
    “That is no excuse, I was unarmed and could not fight them off” he replied.
    Frank looked in anger, “No, you are just a fucking coward, and you’re lucky he stopped with just punching you, I would have killed you, chicken shit,” Frank told him and walked away. Frank took the lead again, they were approaching a bridge, in sight there was a roadblock in place at the bridge entrance. Army vehicles were scattered around the area.
    Frank looked around and knew that at some point, the military tried to make a stand here and were obviously overrun. There were huge metal storage containers on the grass by the entrance to the bridge, Frank was guessing, but he assumed that they had tried to block the bridge with them, but run out of time. Frank turned to the group, “Everyone, look around and see if there are any we can use as weapons and any ammunition still here, they may have left something behind,” He told them.
    Frank was now standing in front of the bridge, he stepped on something metal, he looked down to see rounds of spent ammunition, there were hundreds scattered all over the ground. Frank looked down in emotion, thinking of the soldiers trying to fight to save people. He could almost hear the screams of the soldiers that died here trying to save lives. He looked to the group they had collected a fair amount of ammunition already; he noticed Ryan walked towards the storage containers. Ryan went to open the container, Frank noticed blood on the ground near the containers, and Ryan took hold of the bar and started to pull open the metal doors. “STOP!” Frank shouted to Ryan. As he turned to look at Frank, the door was suddenly pushed open, dozens of zombies starting walking out of the container. Ryan ran away as fast as he could. Frank raised his gun and started shooting, but there were too many. He had taken a few down, but they were getting closer. “MOVE!” he shouted to the group.
    He ran to join the group; Ryan was back with them. The survivors had found a few weapons, Frank took a weapon of a young woman and handed it to Ryan, “FIGHT, THAT’S AN ORDER!” Frank ordered him. Frank moved towards the zombies and carried on shooting, he ran out of ammo and needed to reload, he shouted back to Ryan, “COVER ME!” he told him. Ryan raised the gun, he started to move towards