Chapter 2

Uzzi

It's been a week since I ran away, for some reason I still haven't turned. I fed off of squirrels and sometimes- dead zombies. The taste is horrible, but I have no choice as the pain of hunger in my stomach is just more important than my wish for death. I was sure I was going to turn someday, but it never came. I launched myself at a zombie, biting down his neck, it scratched me on my side, but then I ripped off his head. I spat out the blood and walked on. I got to a dip in the asphalt with rainwater in it and cleaned my mouth and started licking the wound from the zombie's scratch. I cleaned my mouth again and moved on.

****** fifteen minutes later ******

The sun just rose above sugarloaf mountain, as the sun rose, gunfire crackled. I started hearing it the third day I ran away, I have been chasing it ever since. And now I found it.

"Isn't this... Blu macaw books?" I barked silently.

I took a shortcut in the parking lots behind the row of houses, making sure I wasn't seen by the zombies on the street. I snuck through the pet door and saw a familiar face.

"Uzzi?" Sierra said.

"Dennis..." I whimpered.

Free POV

Sierra stared at the wolf. He was both happy and confused. How could he have not turned? Did he get medical treatment? If so, by who? Or is it his saliva? Sierra knew canine saliva can fight infections, but from turning into a zombie?

"Uzzi, we need to give you medical treatment, now!" Sierra said and went to Tulio and Doc.

"Uzzi came back."

"Hellhounds? I'm ready!" Doc said, picking up his AA-12.

"WHOA! NO! NOT AS A ZOMBIE!" Sierra said quickly. "He just came back, he looks scratched up, I'm surprised he didn't turn."

"From my past as a veterinarian, dog saliva does fight some infections, but it can cause infections if the wounds is licked too much." Tulio said.

Uzzi immediately stopped licking his wounds and got down on his belly.

"So what do we do?" Sierra asked.

"Well, the best thing to do now is to clean him and his wounds, and then inject some antibiotics into him." Doc said.

"I'll leave you two to it, then."

"So... Do we put a muzzle on him?" Doc asked Tulio.

Uzzi whimpered and put his paws on his muzzle.

"He looks like he's fine." Tulio said. "But... We can't be sure, I'll give him one that won't restrict his barking."

Tulio came back with the muzzle.

'This thing is so friggin' tight!' Uzzi thought.

"Come on, Uzzi! Bath time!"

"Yey!" Uzzi barked, of course, no one understood him except the birds.

****** Down stairs ******

"WILSON! RELOAD!" Frost shouted.

"I GOT IT!" Wilson shouted.

Wilson worked on the minigun as fast as he could, while Frost sprayed the zombies with his MP7.

"HEY! ROLAND! USE ONE OF YOUR HORNS!" Weston yelled.

"IT WON'T WORK WHEN THEY'RE LOOKING AT US!" Roland yelled back and stabbed a zombie that got too close with his kurki knife.

"HOW'BOUT I GET ON THE GUN FOR NOW AND YOU RELOAD, BELL?" Wilson shouted.

"SURE!"

Wilson started shooting at zombies with his SCAR-L as Bell reloaded the .50 cal for him to use.

"GO! FIRE!"

"WOO HOO! THIS IS AWESOME! EAT LEAD, MEATSACKS" Screamed Jessie on the other .50.

"Hey, Ken! Where's your Mitsubishi GTO twin turbo?" Tom asked, reloading his M4.

"It... I'd rather not talk about it." Ken said and kept firing on semi- auto.

"Oh... The zombies broke it?" Tom asked.

"Something like that. How's you truck doing?" Ken asked and reloaded.

"I just installed some bullet- resistant glass on it, and then I changed the wiper blades, the serious stuff goes on last." Tom replied, putting more 5.56 rounds into the zombies.

Uzzi

"Ow! Hey! That's a bruise!" I barked.

"Sorry, didn't see that." Tulio apologized.

"And, now to dry you off." Doc said, holding a towel.

Doc continued to dry me as Tulio went to get a brush and a medical kit. Tulio then came back and handed Doc the brush.

"Aww, that feels good..." I whimpered.

When Doc was done, Tulio applied alcohol on my wounds.

"OW! Don't you have some of the pain- free stuff?" I barked.

"I know it hurts, but we save the pain- free ones for really bad wounds."

"Doc, take off the muzzle."

"Finally..."

"Open your mouth." Tulio said.

I did so and Tulio poured half the bottle into my mouth, I gurgled and spat it into the toilet.

"Good boy!" Doc said.

I wagged my tail. Tulio took a needle and sucked up a liquid.

"Uzzi, this won't hurt at all, just hold still for me, please." Doc said and took the needle.

I held as still as possible as the needle was injected into my paw.

"You are good with a needle, Doc!" I barked.

"And there you go! You can go now, Uzzi!" Tulio said.

I went downstairs and found Sierra, he was crouching, holding his F2000 and firing short bursts at the zombies.

I barked at him and he turned around.

"Hey, Uzzi, you just stay back, we don't need you for the moment, go upstairs, play with Blu and Jewel or something."

"Okay then."

Free POV

Two AC-130s flew over the bookstore, carrying a full load of ammo ready to be fired towards the zombies, and supply crates, for the few resistance areas in Rio.

Ammo crates drop every three days and food crates drops every three days. New weapons can be selected every month. This time, all three are coming at once to all resistance points. The AC-130s started firing their Bofors and Vulcans, clearing large areas around resistance points, and while these were reloading, the 105mm howitizers were fired, clearing the areas farther from the resistance points. The two AC-130s parted ways and headed for different supply drop points.