Little more a week after chapter 1.
Mark awoke in a haze, his head was killing him but other than that he was ok. When observing his surroundings to see he was in a cabin of what seemed to be a large fishing boat? His gear was on a shelf near his bed. It wasn't much from what he was carrying before but his guess is that the people who saved him had taken his equipment for supplies. All there was on the counter was his vest he carried extra ammo, pistols, and sometimes knifes. While looking some more he could see a cameo combat pants and a white T- shirt along with a pair of boots. Mark put on the cloths and kept the vest there for later. Mark made some stretches to keep him limber and walked up to the steering wheel to see the captain.
When Mark entered he could see an old man at the wheel. He seemed to startle the man for he drew a double barreled shot gun that was on his lap, but when the man could see Mark was not infected he lowered the gun.
"Well now, look l=what we have here? Names Virgil and I am the captain of this boat!" The man responded
"Lieutenant Mark dawknes of the U.S Marines" Mark replied
"Lieutenant eh, well that could explain why you saved your friend back in that town"
"No man left behind"
"Well I guess they didn't have the same intentions you did" Virgil added
"They would have been killed by the Huge infected that flattened me back there if they didn't high tale out of there" Marked said with anger in his voice
"I guess your right boy, I guess your right" Virgil responded
Mark walked back down to the barracks and went to sleep. After hours of rest Mark got up and headed back up to the captains wheel to find that it was raining hard, and if that was bad it was also very dark outside. While looking about Virgil spotted a town with a docking area not too far from where they were. Virgil turned on a spotter light and shined it at the dock and handed Mark binoculars to check the place out. While peering through the binoculars Mark could see three people, one was a big guy with a leather vest; the other was a man in business attire that was being carried by the bicker. The last one was a girl who looked to be a either a teen or very early twenties.
"Pull in here, do you have any weapons I can use" Mark said
"Yea we got maybe a pistol and I think a machete in the back over in that closet" Responded Virgil
Mark dashed to the closet to find a standard issue M9 pistol and a machete in its holster. He grabbed them both and headed back to the barracks and put on his vest. He put the holstered machete on his back and loaded the M9 with mags he found while in the closet. He ran out the door to the boat and fired at the infected that were chasing the group. As the girl and the and the other two got on a infected with a retractable tongue constricted the Business man and pulled him back. Mark got his machete out and cut the tongue of off that was dragging him.
Mark and the others got inside the boat. Mark walked over to Virgil at the wheel.
"There on Virgil" Mark told him
"Good bring them here" Virgil asked
Mark walked back to the group and told them to follow him. They got to the wheel greeted by Virgil.
"Damn fight you guys had back there, names Virgil and I am the captain of this boat"
"Hey the names zoey" The girl said
"Names Francis" The biker replied
"My names Louis" the last one in the group said while lying on the floor.
"Do you have any medical equipment; Louis over here has been hurt "zoey blurted
"Yes I do just go down the stair well till you see a room marked storage" Virgil said
"Thanks, wait I who are you" Zoey asked to Mark who was in the corner
"Lieutenant Mark dawkins of the U.S military" Mark responded
"Hey I am in the military to!" yelled Francis
"No you're not Francis, sorry about him he gets weird around the military and policeman" Louis said
Francis made a small scowl at Louis while carrying him off to get medical treatment.
"Well thank you guys" Zoey said while walking off presumably to the others
Mark and Virgil shook heads and continued to look for more survivors along the shore line