Work + fanfic = long update. Sorry y'all. Well, here it is.

-CHAPTER 9-

JERRY: DEAD AIR

TUESDAY, NINOY AQUINO INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT TERMINAL 3, 0600H

I'm 1st Lieutenant Jerry Dela Fuente. It has been a very rough day for me ever since this chaos started. It has still unclear how these zombies ended up in my country. America, Japan, China, heck the whole world has gone crazy because of this "outbreak". This matter was supposed to be confidential but what the hell, victims increased worse than the overpopulation crisis shit and civilians started to leave Manila. About this "outbreak", this was presented in a briefing last Saturday. At first, my superiors said this was a terrorist act but for me, it doesn't make sense why this will be a terrorist act. I mean, how did the terrorists gain a biological weapon such as this? It doesn't make sense that these terrorists gain some funds for this weapon by means of snapping their fingers like magic. We also investigated the murder incident with the police. One from the police became the victim of this incident. On Sunday, I saw it with my own eyes that this police killed our medic BY BITING HIS NECK and ended up becoming one of those monstrosities. I reported this incident to my superiors, but they ignored it. I was also surprised that they declare martial law discreetly using the curfew. I have a feeling that they are hiding something from us. I already told this to my little brother, Jake, about this crisis by writing a letter and place it at my worktable just in case he gets in my workshop. I just hope he reads it and made it out alive.

"Lieutenant! Lieutenant! Can you hear me?" A soft beautiful voice calls me on the radio.

"Yeah, I can hear you, Sergeant Ermina! How are things going at the control tower?" I replied.

"We secured the control tower. Is Captain Marasigan with you?" Sergeant Ermina Andrada asked me for our squad captain.

"He is with the rest of the boys to clear out Gates 133 and 134. I'll catch up with them as soon as I clear the road. Focus on the control tower, Sergeant." I ordered her.

"Got it. Over and out." She cut off our conversation.

Using the Marine Scout Sniper Rifle, I took out those zombies to clear out the road from the roof. Some of the airplanes have already fled south to the Visayas or Mindanao region. I haven't got any decent sleep ever since this happened so sudden I didn't have time to blink either. I also have to beware of bathrooms from now on because THEY might even appear while I'm taking a crap. I look at my bag of guns to check up some ammo for my sniper rifle. "SHIT! You've got to be kidding me!" I was pissed off to see 1 clip left for my gun. Well, this is what I get for imitating the main character too much in the video game I'm playing at my little brother's Xbox 360 with infinite ammo cheat on. It's better than nothing. After I finish reloading the sniper rifle, I heard gunshots downstairs. I look the area using the scope and I saw a stewardess shooting those zombies while running for her life. A zombie approaches from behind, but I shot that bastard in the head. The stewardess ran away instead of thanking me. The zombies followed her like a pack of wolves as I saw her going to Gate 133, the same location where Captain Marasigan is right now clearing the area. I better follow her. I shot first the zombies using my sniper rifle until it runs out of ammo. I shot about 5 or 6 of them in order to clear out the area. Some of those zombies follow the noise outside. That's strange; they are attracted to the sound of the broken glass. As the zombies went outside, I throw a High Explosive Grenade and those zombies were blown away like trash. I let go of my sniper rifle and take out the weapons and lots of ammunitions from my bag. My weapons is a 9mm H&K MP5 Navy submachine gun, a 12G Benelli M4 Super 90 semi-automatic shotgun, my favorite pistol the .50AE Magnum Desert Eagle Mark XIX, and my favorite close range weapon the Kukri or famously called as the Gurkha Blade from India. With these weapons, those zombies never know what hit them.

I left the sniper rifle as I left the roof to go after the stewardess. I went inside the airport and saw those zombies are everywhere at the first floor. I throw my grenade at them and they were blown away. Blood, organ meats, bones, piss and piles of shit scattered all over the floor but some of them are still moving. Some zombies followed the noise and fell down at the floor because of the wet floor. Slippery when wet, I guess. There are also zombies at the second floor. I shoot the zombies at the head using first my shotgun. Those bastards are following the noise I made. I ran at the corridor and jumped through the claymore mines I placed. The zombies still followed me but they fell for the mine and exploded skyhigh. They really rely on their ears not on their eyes. I shot the remaining zombies using the shotgun. I ran out of ammo and have no time to reload so, I used my submachine gun. I made it at Gate 133. The coast was clear but, I saw bodies scattered all over the place. The foul stench was sticking into my sense of smell. I can't puke at all because the smell was no different from when I was in Basilan fighting against terrorists. I was lucky to survive that war but, this was the WORST war I have ever fought compared to Basilan. There are no terrorists involved. Men, women, the young and the old, all of them are innocent but died in a bizarre, horrific death before tuning into one of THEM. Some of the dead bodies rose up and starts to walk. "Oh my God." I was surprised at what I saw. Some of the dead are my soldiers. It looks like some of them didn't survive and become one of those zombies. I'm getting really worried at Captain Marasigan and his men. I took out my Gurkha Blade and slashed their heads in order not to make noise. I heard the gunshots again. It's from straight ahead. I killed the zombies quickly and followed the noise. As I follow the noise, it gets louder. It gets even louder until I ended up in Gate 134.

I saw my squad captain, Cpt. Ryan Joshua Marasigan of the 66th Infantry Division, shooting the zombies using his 9mm Beretta 92C pistol while the rest of the privates use their M16. The zombies are surrounding them. I have to help them, FAST! I threw my last HE grenade to clear a path. There are some zombies advancing towards Cpt. Marasigan and his men. I shoot them using my submachine gun. Cpt. Marasigan saw me and prepares to regroup towards me.

"Alright, men! Lieutenant Dela Fuente is giving us back up. We are going to fall back. MOVE OUT!" He shouted as a sign of retreat.

"SIR, YES, SIR!" The five remaining privates are watching our backs. We continue to shoot the zombies as we fall back. Their numbers keep on increasing and increasing every time we shoot THEM. We are running out of ammo soon if we don't something quickly.

"Follow me to the administration office! Private Lusala, Private Germino, watch our backs! Private Canafario, watch our right! Private Nueñas, watch our left! Private Querubillo, stay at the center since you have our ammo bag! Lt. Dela Fuente, you're at the front with me. LET'S MOVE OUT!" Cpt. Marasigan gave out his orders to us. As the zombies advance towards us, Pvt. Lusala and Pvt. Germino shoots THEM as we go to the administration office. Cpt. Marasigan leads the way while we continue to protect ourselves from THEM. We finally arrive at the administration office. I get inside and check if there are some of THEM remaining, it's all clear. We get inside quickly and barricaded the door to make sure THEY won't get in.

"There! That should do it." I finished placing the barricade with the help of Pvt. Lusala and Pvt. Canafario. Cpt. Marasigan, together with Pvt. Germino, checks the water dispenser if there are some water left. Pvt. Nueñas and Pvt. Querubillo checks the ammo left and distributes the ammo amongst ourselves according to the guns we use. "There's water in the dispenser. Get some for yourselves." Cpt. Marasigan said while lighting up his cigarette. "Lt. Dela Fuente, any news from Sergeant Andrada?" He added.

"Yes sir. Her group has secured the control tower. It will take time for her to contact headquarters for reinforcements." I reported about Sergeant Ermina's status.

"I see. At least, we managed to clear the road but this time those living dead swarms everywhere inside the premise." Cpt. Marasigan said while smoking.

"So what's the plan now, captain?" I asked him.

"We're going to regroup with Sergeant Andrada ASAP. I don't think her team won't last much long." He replied.

"I doubt it. She's a very strong woman." I said while scratching my head.

"Yet, she is still a woman. She needs to be protected like a princess." Cpt. Marasigan finished his cigarette. "Anyway, can I borrow you radio? I'm going to contact Sergeant Andrada." He added.

"Here,sir." I gave him my radio. Cpt. Marasigan used my radio and contacted Sergeant Ermina.

"Bravo Team, do you read me? Bravo Team, do you read me?" Cpt. Marasigan called up. There was no response. "Hmmm. She's not responding." He stopped.

"That's odd. I just contacted her before I regrouped with you, sir." I wondered.

"I have a bad feeling about this. We have to catch up with her. Let's finish our preparations and move out immediately." He said.

"SIR, YES, SIR!" We replied.

We gathered all the extra ammunitions we need and prepared ourselves. We opened the door and started to raise hell. I shot the zombies at the front using my shotgun. THEY flew away like tin cans. Cpt. Marasigan relies only at his Beretta 92C pistol. Using his sharpshooting skills, he shot the zombies at the head accurately. The privates shot the zombies that started to surround our formation. There are still more zombies at the front. I shot THEM again using my shotgun. Blood, brains, tons of minced meat and empty ammunition shells scattered all over the place. More and more of the zombies are still advancing towards us. I started to use my Desert Eagle and shot THEM at the head. Pvt. Lusala threw a grenade at THEM. The explosion cleared our way and rushed forward. Her location was very far from ours. Those zombies are getting in our way and increasing in numbers. We fought back to defend ourselves. Pvt. Canafario shots back at the zombies but he ran out of ammo.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Pvt. Canafario was surrounded by the zombies and ate him like a crazy buffet before he reloads his M16.

"NO! LUIS!" Pvt. Nueñas came to his aid but he was pushed down by a female zombie and bites his right arm.

"AARGH! YOU BITCH!" Pvt. Nueñas pulled out his pistol and shot the zombie at the head. "LUIS! I'M COMING TO SAVE YOU!" Pvt. Nueñas attempted to save his comrade but was stopped by Cpt. Marasigan.

"IT'S TOO LATE FOR HIM! WE HAVE TO GO!" Cpt. Marasigan said.

"BUT SIR! HE…" Pvt. Nueñas replied.

"I DON'T LIKE BUTS IN MY TEAM, SOLDIER! THIS IS NOT JUST A WAR TO WIN BUT FOR OUR SURVIVAL AS WELL! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!" Cpt. Marasigan shouted.

"Sir…yes sir." Pvt. Nueñas replied.

We pushed forward to get out from THEM but it looks like we are out of options. Suddenly, someone shot a RPG at our front line. "WHAT THE? WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?" I looked where the RPG came from. It was from the stewardess I saw from earlier. She threw away the RPG and used her M16 Assault Rifle with a grenade launcher to provide backup for us. We continued to shoot until she joined the fight with us.

"Hey! Who are you? Why are you helping us?" I asked her.

"If you want to live, then come with me." She replied.

"Huh? Wait a minute! I don't understand…" I stopped asking her as I hear something approaches. "What the hell?" Cpt. Marasigan and the team also heard the noise. It was a sound of an airplane. The sound got louder and louder. I saw the airplane outside, covered in smokes.

"Hey! Isn't that the last airplane that was supposed to take off?" I asked the stewardess.

"Supposed to be. Now it's heading straight for us!" The stewardess replied.

"SHIT! RUN!" Cpt. Marasigan ordered us to run.

The airplane suddenly crashed landed off course the freeway to Gate 134. We got separated to each other due to the crash. The turbines went on fire and blazed our paths. I got up and hold my head. "CAPTAIN! WHERE ARE YOU?" I called Cpt. Marasigan but there was no response. I saw the stewardess lying down on the floor. I approached her and tried to wake her up. "Hey. You okay?" I shook her to confirm if she is still in one piece. "Uh. Uhhnnn." She regained her consciousness.

"Phew! That's a relief." I told her.

"Y-Yeah. Thanks." Her beautiful voice was music to my ears.

"A-Anyway. How do you know that this plane will crash? And, how can you use firearms? You're not just a stewardess to me. Just, who are you?" I asked her.

"Please. Ask me one at a time. But, we must get out of here first because things are not good at our side." She told me as she points her finger outside. More and more of those zombies are advancing towards the both of us.

"SHIT! There's too many of them!" I said.

"I know a safe place. Follow me." She said.

"Hey! What about my squad captain?" I told her. "He's a soldier like you! He can't babysit you forever. But if you really want to commit suicide, who will take care of your little brother?" She replied.

"How do you know about my little brother? Just, who the hell are you?" I asked her again.

She suddenly took my Desert Eagle and shot the zombie behind my back. "Does that answer your question? I told you that I'll answer your questions later IF you survive this shithole. So, what will it be?" She asked me one more time.

I had no choice but to follow her. The fire spreads quickly at the plane. "We must go. The plane will explode any minute now." She said. We ran like hell out of the scene. Just, who is this woman? How does she know about me or my family? Guess I'll ask her once we escape this nightmare.