Maine Street - Part 32

Michael is still struggling with escaping from the helicopter. He tried to move his hands, but he cannot move them since he landed with his back with heavy armour and on spiky rocks of the river. He also observes smoke coming out of it, which is a bad sign that it can either be on fire and explode at any time, or a small fire. He tries to scream for help, but he thought nobody would hear it, but he doesn't know the help is on his way, and the help it is Raoul.

"God damn it, apocalypse!" says Michael.

He hears a screaming coming from the co-pilot seat. He looks there, and he sees something which made him feel sad. The man who was earlier alive and talked with Raoul has become a zombie now. Thankfully for Michael, the zombie is not able to move since it is stuck with the tree breach at the neck on the seat.

"Sorry, man." says Michael at the zombie body who is trying to move, growls and move his arms fast. "If I would be able to move. I would've shot the head, or picked with something sharp from here."

He continues to look at the sky, at the white smoke who is coming from the outside of the plane. Michael laughs as he looked at the smoke.

"I remember the time when my little cousin and I saw a Cyanide and Happiness clip about some kind of smoke signal. We got on the backyard, and we did this thing. We tried so hard to do the boobs part, it took us almost the entire day to do it, and we still haven't done it to this day…" he sighs. "Hope not all my family are dead. Just like yours, mate."

The zombie continues to growls and screech, moving his arms in all of the directions.

"Help...HELP!"

***

The car driven by Raoul continues to run on the road like the wind. Raoul dodges a few zombies on the road who were either Crawler types, Undead types or normal types of zombies. Raoul doesn't know all the differences between zombies, he just knows that every zombie might have a special ability which will make him different. Thanks to Jon documents who were led by the Organization, and Raoul managing to save them before he got away from the cabin and read them on the garage, helped him a lot to identify some small difference between zombies. But even the documents weren't much of the use because they have some information about them, but the nature of this Z virus, is truly terrifying and hard to explain even for an expert in microbiology, disease, and medicine.

He drives forward, looking at the smoke which is getting closer to his field of view. Raoul breathes heavily and he tells himself.

"Come on, Raoul. You have to help them!"

He looks on his left, at the left seat, where the guns are put there. He looks back on the road, and he dodges a car that was on the right way of the street. The car that was left there, was smoking and had a zombie on the boot who was knocking it and trying to get out.

"Poor thing." says Raoul after he saw the boot moving a little on the window as he drives away with the car he found.

After a few minutes of driving, Raoul got at the helicopter, he steps on the stop of the car, takes the assault rifle, together with a knife, gets out of the car and runs at the helicopter. As he runs straight ahead, Raoul could hear screaming of "Help!" coming from there. But he also witnesses six zombies coming to his direction, six normal looking zombies.

Raoul stopped from walking, he takes the assault rifle, and he shoots all of the six zombies coming from the same direction at a slow speed. He shoots their head and the torso. He emptied the entire magazine of the assault rifle just to kill six zombies. He throws the empty magazine on the back, and he loads the next one. Then, he runs back to the helicopter.

He got closer to it, and he sees the bad state it is. He looks up, and he sees the doors opened where the scream continued to be heard. Raoul also notices smoke coming from the helicopter, so he quickly threw the weapon on the ground, jump on the helicopter doors, and he looks down.

"Thank God!" says Michael looking up at Raoul. "Thought I would never see help. Or human here."

"Are you one of the soldiers who were sent to Mayenne?" asks Raoul in English.

"Yes. I am Soldier Michael, chief of this operation, which you can see, it is on a bad state." he says with a smile.

"Are you really joking at a time like this?" asks Raoul confused. "Can you move?"

"Both of my arms were sandwiched by my armour and these spikey rocks." says Michael with sarcasm. "Yeah. I am fine."

"Okay…" he says rotating his eyes. "Thank goodness I have experience with people like these." he whispered this as he jumps on the helicopter, close to Michael body. And he sees a zombie moving on the co-pilot seat.

"That poor thing, got killed by a tree branch and transformed quickly." says Michael feeling bad, and he looks at Raoul who approaches the zombie, and stabs his head, the centre where the brain is located. "Good stab, mate." says Michael. "Now can you help me? There is another helicopter that might take us."

"Really?" asks Raoul going closer to the Michael body.

"First." says Michael to Raoul who was close to lift him up. "Take this cursed armour off me."

"Sure." says Raoul, who takes the torso armour from the soldier that covers his entire torso, neck, arms, and private areas. "God what is this armour?"

"Cement and weed." says Michael to Raoul who stopped for a moment to take the belt out, then Michael told him with a serious expression. "These bastards fall down when they bite this thing, especially the weed or meth part."

"Kay…" says Raoul proceeding to take out all six belts from the front, and he turns Michael around, heard his screaming and took out the armour fast, then throw it at a few meters from them.

"Good." says Michael in a hurt voice. "Damn these arms."

"Are they bad injured?"

"I cannot move them. You need to help me." says Michael.

"Okay." responds Raoul, taking Michael body, and throwing him over his shoulders. "Arrgh! Man, you're heavy."

"If I was a woman I would've kicked your groin." says Michael in an irritated and painful voice as the damage to both of his hands continues to inflict into his body. "Move!"

Raoul manages to climb the up part of the helicopter with difficulty, but when he got there, he runs with Michael over his shoulders to the car he took it to come here. Raoul ran with him at that car, in a fast peace, and as he got closer to the vehicle, an explosion was happening on his back. The helicopter exploded.

"Man!" says Michael looking at the explosion. "The Z's are most likely coming here."

"You think so?" asks Raoul opening the back doors and putting Michael body there.

He runs on the front seat, driver seat, turns on the car, and he steps on the gas, going back to his garage, where the radio would be able to help them communicate with the next squad who is going to come at them.

"Where are we going?" asks Michael sitting on the back of the car with his hands on the body, soaking in blood of the cuts I have.

"To heal you, and call for help." says Raoul driving the car on the same road he took it earlier to come here. "The radio station is there, and we can use it to call for help or your squad if you say they are going to come into this direction.

"No. I have to warn them." says Michael. "Arrgh!" he tried to move his arms, but it hurt him terrible by doing that. "That place is a No Zone."

"What do you mean?"

"There is a Class F over there."

"Class F?"

"A big zombie, civilian. That creature was able to throw a block of cement at my helicopter."

"Jesus!" says Raoul terrified, he continues to drive. "Then. The plan is to see if they can find a way to land in Gorron? It would be hard, man since the streets are roaming with zombies and filled with climbers' type of zombies."

"Oh." says Michael curios. "You do know the types of zombies we are fighting against. But let me assure you, there are things worse than the one I have encountered today."

"How so?"

"You will see. Arrgh!"

"Does it hurt?"

"A lot."

Raoul steps on the gas, making the car drive much faster to the road that ties Gorron and Mayenne.