“I don’t need luck Captain,” said Jimmy. “I just need that Doctor Z dead.”
“Doctor Z?” said Fellows. “Yeah that smart dead fucker that’s running that heaping piece of shit.”
“I see it’s got a name now.”
“Yeah……the name of an extra dead man.”
* * *
The trucks and convoy pulled off into the distance as night fell. The bikers that were left and the Marines selected to stay behind, were all gathered on an out cropping of rock overlooking the forlorn Nevada highway.
“So this is it then once again,” said Buzz. “Do or die?”
“Yup,” Jimmy replied. “We must avenge our brothers or at least die trying. They did that for us so it would honor them to do the same.”
“I agree,” acknowledged Frontsight, drinking the last of his beer. “We’ll fuck Dr. Z a good one.”
“Consider that fucker extra dead,” said Vamp.
“I’m in Jimmy,” said Showtime. “If anything we will go out with a show.”
“No problem here dude,” said RPG. “I’m tired of all this driving and worrying anyway. Time to show Doctor Z we aren’t fixing to die so easy.”
The bikers all gave a high five and announced their loyalty to one another before getting in a circle and attempting to figure out how they were going go about defeating the zombie platform. Jada from the Marine contingent also came along as she decided that she would help face the zombies with Buzz being in charge of her comrades for the biker’s support squad. The two groups would come up with an assault plan on the zombie vehicle which involved waiting for it to get ahead into the narrow cavern pass which the road lead to.
* * *
It seemed like the zombie platform was repaired although the damage from the last fight was quite apparent and there wasn’t as much to use from the small pile of refuse that it was staged on top of the shot up rampart. Dr Z, as the smart zombie was now known as was seen in the makeshift wheel house, directing those around him with preparations, most likely collaborating an attack on their convoy.
“Is everybody in position?” asked Jimmy as he spied on the zombies with his binoculars.
“We’re good to go man,” said Showtime. “Just say the word.”
“Well…” Jimmy said, “I suppose it’s really Showtime for you.”
“Damn strait my friend,” he chuckled.
The zombie platform picked up its pace as it went down the narrow passage where the road cut through a mountain formation. Just as it was coming over a hill, Showtime had hit his pedal and drove in front of the oncoming monstrosity. Dr Z saw the biker from his wheel house and barked sucking sounds as the other zombies down below shoved more coal into the stove pipes that fueled the train part of their machine. The engine roared to life as the make-shift truck rolled forward as Dr. Z attempted to run down Showtime with the front grill spear. Showtime leaned into his bike and drove faster, zipping over a hill and crushed it to the ground as the bottom of his bike sparked from the friction of rubbing against the asphalt. The zombie platform behind him also buckled before getting on his tail right before he lunged a satchel charge that he took from his leather side pouch, pressed the trigger mechanism and threw it between the narrow boulders that were to the right and left of the highway closest to a sharp turn. Showtime then accelerated and just passed the threshold before the charge ignited and a big explosion caused a slight cave in to the rocky wall faces with huge chunks of rock and debris falling out of control and raining down upon the zombie platform. A huge gaping hole was sheared into the zombie machine as some were seen falling out and being crushed under its wheels as it moved forward. The whine and pitch of twisted metal wailed and screamed as it bent, yet the damaged monstrosity was able to break through due to its size and kept continuing along the road.
“It didn’t do the trick!” yelled Showtime. “But it did fuck ‘em up pretty good.”
“Just keep going and lend us a hand,” said RPG.
“Yeah buddy!” He replied.
Showtime made it out of the rocky cavern and performed a screeching slide, drifting between the staged Humvees that formed a line just beyond the opening of the road. They waited for a few moments before they heard the screeching and clamoring of the zombie platform as it squeezed through the rocky cavern with its exposed right side smoking from the damage of the explosion.
“Open fire!” Jada screamed in the mic as the entire Marine force let loose their .50 caliber machine guns which began to chew up the platform.
The zombie machine was being punctured full of holes as the screams and cries could be heard from within. No doubt they were being split apart by the ongoing shelling. It lurched and yawed before coming towards the line of Humvees. The modified armored car flanked the platform and all of its heavy machines, having been taken from old Blackhawk helicopters, were red hot as the shell casings spit from cut out exit ports along the inside of the armored container bed. The zombie machine lost its momentum before rolling slowly to a stop and screamed to a halt. The death throws made the rest of them cease their attack as Jimmy and his gang went to investigate by riding in a circle around the severely perforated and damaged behemoth.
“We got those sons of bitches!” cried RPG as he got closer to the smoking wreck.
“Hey don’t get too close!” Jimmy warned.
A shutter was suddenly raised before a large explosion of black smoke appeared, as a cannon ball was released, which split in half and was held by a thick chain, spinning towards
