First, I’d like to pause and take a chuckle at the publishing company. Schmidt Haus. Very witty.
Second, I’d like to note that at this time I am preparing my bug-out-bag, complete with bushknife, ka-bar, 12 MREs, 12 shotguns, 15 millions rounds of ammo, three gallons of water, a first aid kit, sleeping bag, two turtle doves, kitchen sink, industrial strength hair dryer, and anything else I can’t live without when the proverbial s&$! hits the fan
This particular book (1) terrified the hell out of me and (2) made me very glad I am no longer active duty. Then again, this book is about an Army battalion. For the record, the Marine unit took over Staten Island and killed everything. Oorah.
When all military units are redeployed to the homeland to respond to a mass epidemic called HK Lyssa, Second Platoon is pulled out of Iraq and dropped into the heart of Manhattan to guard a hospital. The Lyssa virus is a lot like the flu, but a small percentage have the virus go to their brain, start frothing at the mouth, become enraged and attack everything in sight. They are called Mad Dogs. Fairly soon, these Mad Dogs start spreading, and it becomes pretty apparent that they spread their version of Lyssa through biting. Soon, all of New York starts teeming, and the Army begins to lose its hold on the city. The government collapses, and Second Platoon must fight to survive.
Unlike a lot of zombie books where it seems like no one on the planet knows what a zombie is, in this one they do, but it takes a while to connect the dots. I enjoyed that the author really thought about the implications of deploying active military forces onto American soil, and the thoughts and feelings of the soldiers who are suddenly faced with the dread possibly of shooting their own countrymen to survive. A lot of the soldiers cracked under the strain of murdering unarmed citizens, and others cracked because they weren’t able to save the uninfected. And bonus: the military stuff seemed pretty legit. Army is different from Marines (like officers calling enlisted by their first names—what?), but he got the feel of it dead-on.
It’s not a terribly deep novel, but it definitely made me wonder about following orders, duty (to family, country or organization) and survival. Like any good zombie book, it got right into the psychological terror of survival at all costs.