The stench of rotting flesh filled Shihab's nostrils as he fired again and again, the rifle's recoil jolting up his arms with each shot. A zombie's head snapped back. Another crumpled to the pavement. But for every one he took down, two more shambled forward, their milky eyes reflecting the firelight.
His back hit the burning car, the heat searing through his shirt. The girl he'd pulled out lay unconscious a few feet away, her chest rising and falling steadily. The other two survivors were still trapped inside the wreck, unmoving.
Shihab ejected the empty magazine and reached for another, only to find his pocket empty.
A zombie lurched forward, its yellowed teeth bared. Shihab swung his rifle like a club, the stock connecting with its temple with a sickening sound , sending the c
