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it into first, sending the vehicle roaring forwards.
    The soldiers had opened the door wide enough to allow themselves to slip into the barn so the gap wasn’t large enough to get the Cherokee through. We hit the door with a crash of wood meeting metal. The door splintered and we drove through. Behind us, the soldiers started firing.  
    “Hold on,” Tanya said through gritted teeth, pulling the wheel to the right and taking us into the field. I heard half a dozen bullets hit the rear of the Jeep with loud pinging sounds.
    Tanya spun the wheel in the opposite direction and the Cherokee fishtailed before straightening up and speeding for the trees.
    I risked a glance out of the back window. The soldiers were running for the Land Rover, their beret-headed commander gesturing at them angrily.
    Tanya narrowly avoided two trees and we skidded onto the dirt road. She put her foot down and the Jeep picked up speed.
    I pulled my seatbelt across my body and clicked it into the buckle. Everyone else did the same as we approached the wooden gate that led to the main road.
    Behind us, the Land Rover gave chase. The man in the beret was shouting into a radio.
    “There might be more of them on the road,” I told Tanya. “He’s talking to someone on the radio.”
    She nodded and said, “Hold tight.”
    We went through the gate with a loud bang and as Tanya spun the wheel to straighten us up on the road, I saw the gate lying in pieces. The Land Rover was closer now, almost at the remains of the gate.
    Tanya floored the accelerator and we sped along the road.
    Jax opened the glove compartment and took out a map. She unfolded it and ran her finger along the roads. “There’s a left turn ahead,” she said. “A side road that leads north.”
    Tanya nodded, watching the road ahead closely. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she muttered.
    I leaned forward to see what she had seen.
    A herd of zombies stood on the road, most of them wandering aimlessly, some of them staggering towards us. There must have been a hundred of them. They were standing on the road and trudging between the trees at either side. There was no way around them.
    “Go through them,” Sam suggested. He glanced out of the back window. “The soldiers are getting closer. We have to go through them.”
    Tanya nodded grimly but slowed our speed slightly. “This is going to get messy.”  
    We hit them with a heavy thud and I saw two of them go down immediately. The others crowded towards the Cherokee, their arms outstretched as they reached for us. Their yellow eyes held a look of malevolence. They moaned as their searching hands found the glass of the windows, the steel of the doors, and not yielding flesh.
    More thuds came from the front of the vehicle as we drove through the herd. The zombies closed in around us like a sea of rotting blue flesh. Tanya was forced to slow down. She gunned the engine in frustration and we made slow progress through the mass of rotting bodies.
    I looked out of the back window. The Land Rover had stopped a safe distance from the nasties. The soldiers weren’t following us into the throng of hungry undead. But the man in the beret was climbing out and going around the back. He disappeared for a few seconds behind the Land Rover then reappeared and went down on one knee.
    “He’s got a rocket launcher!” Sam said.  
    “Still think the army is our friend?” Tanya asked, glancing at me over her shoulder. “We need to get out of here…now!”
    She put her foot down and we roared forwards through the mass of zombies. The increased speed and impact of the bodies brought us to a sudden halt. Tanya gunned the engine. “We’re stuck. There’re too many of them under the wheels.” The front of the Cherokee had lifted into the air, supported by a pile of bodies underneath the chassis.
    “We need to get out,” Jax said, looking back at the soldier with the rocket launcher, “or we’re going to get fried.”
    We still weren’t