Chapter 4

Everyone lay on their spots for sleeping, except Ken, who volunteered to be the lookout for two hours. He sat at the window, looking below, there were few lights, most concealed by blinds so they were not seen by zombies. The screaming and crying of little children died down, most of the times they have to be muffled. Ken had seen this, before he found the bookstore, he lived with Tom in his truck along with a few survivors.

Ken looked through the infrared sight that replaced his ACOG at night. A zombie was sniffing for flesh, it went towards the bookstore and started eating the corpses of zombies in front of the bookstore.

"Ugh... It eats the bodies of his fallen buddies..." Ken mumbled to himself.

Ken thought he would leave the thing alone, but because it was a threat to the pack, Ken killed it with two suppressed 5.62 rounds to the face.

Tom

Tom walked through the streets of Rio, he was lost, Ken, Jessie and Azure was nowhere to be found. He has ditched his truck with the bodies of the infected Monteiros and birds, at least, he thought they were dead, as he ditched the truck into the ocean.

"Sierra? Ken? Jessie? Where are you guys? I'm running low on ammo!" Ken said through his radio.

"Tom? Tom! This is Sierra, I am in a tight situation right now! STAY DOWN AND DON'T COME BACK UP! I'm behind the sambadrome, I need backup, I can't find my team and they're not answering my calls!" Sierra said.

"Sierra, hold on, I'm coming to get you!"

"Be quick! I can't fend them off much longer! AHH! DIE! NO! HELP!" A sick crack was heard as the cross- comm was dropped.

"Sierra! SIERRA!"

Tom broke into a sprint towards the sambadrome, he immediately stopped as a few zombies in front of him turned around Tom's eyes widened as he saw who these zombies previously were.

"Ken? Jessie? Weston? Sierra? Frost? Oh s***!" Tom said as he raised his rifle and fired. Only three rounds escaped before the familiar click was heard.

"No!" Tom said and reached for his pistol. The zombies were closing in on him now, he was about to fire as he backed up into something.

"Linda?"

Tom tried to fire, but nothing came out. Tulio came behind him and bit down on his neck.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"NOOOO!" Tom screamed as he woke up with a start.

"AHH!" Ken screamed as he flipped over in his chair.

"Whoa, Tom, what the hell happened?" Sierra asked.

"...Just a bad dream, that's all." Tom said.

"Well, thanks, I had a bad dream too." Sierra said.

"I have bad dreams every night." Jessie said.

Weston sighed. "Would getting an awesome truck with front- shooting machine guns just like Tom's be considered a bad dream? Let's go to sleep, I want to shoot more zombies."

"Well I had a dream about

Sierra faced Tom and shrugged.

"Good night." Tom said.

"Good night..." Sierra said.

"Oww..." Ken said.

****** IN DA MORNING! ******

"Weston, don't forget to pack the MGs outside, We don't want our next outpost to be defended with only rifles." Sierra said.

"Got it."

"I'll miss this place..." Blu said.

"What's so good about it?" Jewel said.

"Well, it looks like the bookstore in Minnesota, it feels like it, and it's in Rio."

"Let's get ready ourselves."

"Right."

"You guys take Tom's truck." Sierra said to Tom, Ken and Jessie "You take the Prius with me" Sierra said to the Monteiros, Frost and the macaws, "and you take the Hummer." Sierra said to Azure.

Everyone went to their respective vehicles, and drove slowly onto the streets of Rio, then accelerated to 60 km/h, crashing into several zombies. The Monteiros screamed inside, seeing the blood and guts on the windshields, but Sierra and Frost were laughing hard.

"Alpha, this is Charlie, do you copy?" Tom said.

"We copy, Bravo, check in." Frost said.

"We're A-OK!"

"Tom, we have a big clump of zombies in front, spin up the death machines." Frost said.

"Affirmative!" Tom said and spinned the barrels of the miniguns.

"FIRE!"

As the order was given out, a total of seven machine guns fired, two on the hood of Tom's truck, two on the Prius' roof, the mounted MG on the Hummer, and two retro-fitted ones on the roof. Zombies charged at the vehicles but were either shot to bits by the machine guns, crushed or shot off by a shotgun if they got onto the vehicles.

"WE'RE ALMOST AT THE BASE! COMMAND! HOLD FIRE ON YOUR EAST SIDE AND TAKE COVER! WE ARE HEADING INTO THE BASE WITH WEAPONS HOT, I REPEAT! HOLD FIRE ON EAST SIDE!"

"Sierra, copy that and welcome home."

"ALL VEHICLES! HOLD FIRE!" Sierra shouted. The cars crashed through the gate and drifted into parking spots.

"GET OFF! PUT FIRE ON THE ZOMBIES!" Sierra commanded.

The base was fortified with tanks at each side, firing at the huge crowd of zombies. Mounted weapons like .50 calibers and MK19 grenade launchers pushed the zombies back, shouts for ammo and support were overwelmed by the sound of hundreds of weapons firing.

"Sierra! Get inside, we need to talk."

****** Inside the meeting room ******

"Wow, did we get a makeover here?" Sierra joked.

"We couldn't get all the blood out, but we did disinfect the place. It's a pleasure to see all of you again, how have you all been holding out?" Overlord asked.

"Just fine, actually, until there seemed to be more of them every day." Jessie said.

"We noticed that too. Ken, Tom, I'm glad to see you two here again."

"You too, General." Tom and Ken said together.

"So, I'm going to get right to the point here, and it's going to surprise you."

"And what would that be?" Weston asked.

"Well, Captain... I need you to drop a bomb in Rio, it's not a nuke like they did in completely zombified places like the south of Russia, but a large one, in downtown Rio. There's only a few people there that we confirmed dead yesterday. But there's a catch: We have no AC-130s available to carry it, they are all on support missions or need repairs."

"So... How big of a bomb is it?" Sierra asked.

"About as big as half a sedan, we already arranged it. You will drive the bomb truck there at midnight..."

Overlord continued explaining the operation, if this mission is a success, most of downtown Rio will be cleared out, saving a lot of time and ammo, and possibly save some lives in the process.

"Consider it done, buddy." Sierra said. "Guys, get some rest, you'll need it for tonight."