World War Z_ An Oral History of the Zombie War ( PDFDrive )

way he could replace the Big Guy. I really felt for him, mainly ’cause I was now in the same
position. With Avalon gone, I was squad leader.
It didn’t matter that the war was almost over. There were still so many battles along the way, so
many good people to say good-bye to. By the time we reached Yonkers, I was the last of the old
gang from Hope. I don’t know how I felt, passing all that rusting wreckage: the abandoned tanks,
the crushed news vans, the human remains. I don’t think I felt much of anything. Too much to do
when you’re squad leader, too many new faces to take care of. I could feel Doctor Chandra’s eyes
boring into me. He never came over though, never let on that there was anything wrong. When we
boarded the barges on the banks of the Hudson, we managed to lock eyes. He just smiled and
shook his head. I’d made it.