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by Allen Gamboa


  "Looks like shit," the big Aussie said, staring at the wires dangling from the front of it.

  "Yeah, but it sounds great!” Jefferson pressed the volume button all the way. Rare Earths' "I Just Want to Celebrate" boomed through the cheap speakers. The former Marine smiled proudly as Newman began bobbing his head to the music.

  "I like that, mate!" Newman said, steering the Pit Bull through the mansion's open front gates. "Hey, Washington told me you like to get it on with deaders."

  "What?" Jefferson shook his head, exasperated. "No, he’s the one—"

  "Whatever, mate. That’s cool with me. I once knew a guy. He had this sheep …"

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Allen Gamboa is a retired California peace officer and former Air Force sergeant. He lives in Northern California right next to Bigfoot. He loves all things horror, cake and his family.

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  @allenkillszombi

  http://www.phalanxpress.com

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  INVASION OF THE DEAD SERIES

  This is the first book in a series of nine, about an ordinary bunch of friends, and their plight to survive an apocalypse in Australia. -- Deep beneath defense headquarters in the Australian Capital Territory, the last ranking Army chief and a brilliant scientist struggle with answers to the collapse of the world, and the aftermath of an unprecedented virus. Is it a natural mutation, or does the infection contain -- more sinister roots? -- One hundred and fifty miles away, five friends returning from a month-long camping trip slowly discover that death has swept through the country. What greets them in a gradual revelation is an enemy beyond compare. -- Armed with dwindling ammunition, the friends must overcome their disagreements, utilize their individual skills, and face unimaginable horrors as they battle to reach their hometown...

  Owen Ballie

  SIXTH CYCLE

  Nuclear war has destroyed human civilization.

  Captain Jake Phillips wakes into a dangerous new world, where he finds the remaining fragments of the population living in a series of strongholds, connected across the country. Uneasy alliances have maintained their safety, but things are about to change. -- Discovery leads to danger. -- Skye Reed, a tracker from the Omega stronghold, uncovers a threat that could spell the end for their fragile society. With friends and enemies revealing truths about the past, she will need to decide who to trust. -- Sixth Cycle is a gritty post-apocalyptic story of survival and adventure.

  Darren Wearmouth ~ Carl Sinclair

  SPLINTER

  For close to a thousand years they waited, waited for the old knowledge to fade away into the mists of myth. They waited for a re-birth of the time of legend for the time when demons ruled and man was the fodder upon which they fed. They waited for the time when the old gods die and something new was anxious to take their place. A young couple was all that stood between humanity and annihilation. Ill equipped and shocked by the horrors thrust upon them they would fight in the only way they knew how, tooth and nail. Would they be enough to prevent the creation of the feasting hordes? Were they alone able to stand against evil banished from hell? Would the horsemen ride when humanity failed? The earth would rue the day a splinter group set up shop in Cold Spring.

  H. J. Harry

  WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT SERIES

  The world is at war with the Primal Virus. Military forces across the globe have been recalled to defend the homelands as the virus spreads and decimates populations. Out on patrol and assigned to a remote base in Afghanistan, Staff Sergeant Brad Thompson’s unit was abandoned and left behind, alone and without contact. They survived and have built a refuge, but now they are forgotten. No contact with their families or commands. Brad makes a tough decision to leave the safety of his compound to try and make contact with the States, desperate to find rescue for his men. What he finds is worse than he could have ever predicted.

  W. J. Lundy

 

 

 


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