Military Zombie Novels & Stories

Bodies lay on the floor carelessly and the smell of decay and burnt flesh hit my nose from every angle. You might be wondering who I am. Richard Williams, that's my name. A special Force in the US military with two tours in Afghanistan and one in Iraq. It's been three weeks since the virus broke out, three weeks since I got separated from my wife and daughter. The thought of them brought a sad look on my face, one soon which to that of fright when I heard a loud scream close by. It was followed by a gunshot and then another. The screams and gunshots echoed across the street and I wondered who the fool was. A gunshot is enough to draw the attention of the whole infected in the area, not to ta

When the outbreak happened, this place became one of the largest cesspool of undead, just like T City. The Military has once dropped bomb zombies in this place, wanting to recover it so they can use it as another powerful base, but this bombing didn't kill all the zombies, even when they bombed so many times, they weren't able to get rid of the undeads. They eventually gave up, and chose another city to occupy. They no longer want to pay attention to this place, treating it similar to hell. But for Dior and Farrah this place became their safe haven.

" I don't think , we need to go through the Z city as the way to the military base. " " Mr Adrian , why did you suddenly said that ." Ian ask curiosily through the walkie talkie . " We won't be able to kill million of zombies there with tens of them had a high level abilities. athere might be two or three of them had The dual abilities . Going through the city , means death to the hundreds of soldiers and the commoners . " What should we do ... we are only the regular soldiers " Ian said solemnly . " Bring me to your leader . I will tell him myself ." Adrian said to them .

Or, rather, it was a gun until he broke it into two pieces. Did he just kill someone? I don’t want to ask. I don’t want to know. “What kind of darts were those?” I whisper. “Tranquilizers?” "Worse. Let's keep moving. Stay close to my back," he says. I’m completely disoriented, but I follow him upstairs, to where the first batch of dorms are. We round a corner, and I almost run into Alec, who has stopped dead. I lurch to a stop, and my hand connects with his back.

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

"Bunch of cowards. Sieghart's still here. He led us through three zombie swarms. It's just one chopper we missed. Big deal. We can wait for the next one to show up." That almost started an explosion, but we had bigger problems to worry about, so my teammates did not try to argue with Yvonne. … Half an hour later, we finally arrived at the temporary sanctuary. We got inside and pushed the safety door shut. As it closed with a loud yawn, the zombies' roars were cut off as well. My teammates heaved a collective sigh and crumpled into a heap on the ground. "Finally. Some safety." But then one of them gasped. "Shit, bad news. Today's evacuation choppers are the last of their batch. The military's

It's fucking sinister that freaked me out! Later on, I found myself inside a military vehicle. The current situation made my eyes lose their color. It turned into a void as my beats ironically became a dead beat. Lifeless, even. I stared at these soldiers blankly. I am not dumb not to condemn those people they're shooting. But unfortunately, the qualm inside my head will remain hanging. What makes those people became...undead?

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

With many people turning into zombies, the population of humans began to shrink. “How about the army? Is there soldiers who turn zombies?” – Emperor Huang Nian Zhen asked Furth Prince Lei Xie “Replying to Imperial Father, the first night that the zombie apocalypse arrives, no soldier turn into zombies since soldiers have the inner force and know martial arts, but those people who are working in the logistic department of the army who doesn’t know martial arts nor have inner force, thirty percent of the more than thousand people turn into a zombie. Right now, the only casualties we have towards soldiers are twenty-three people. Those soldiers died outside the base when they are on the mission

I could even see the rising black smoke in the distance. That was the location of the firefight. "Less than two miles to go," the driver said. I tightened my grip on my weapon. 20 minutes later, the convoy reached the edge of the battlefield. The scene that unfolded before me was brutal. Out of a group of 40, only about 20 people remained who were still fighting. They were trapped in a half-collapsed shopping mall and surrounded by a dense horde of zombies. These weren't ordinary zombies. They were high-tier ones that were faster and stronger.