The Zombie Train The Transport Corp

Chapter 1: Back To Bases

"Will! I printed something out, can you get it for me?"
"Sure thing!"

Engineer's log No 15 7/2/23

We've finally hit our first hundred in the headcount. 107 people under The Democratic Society of The United States. Will Peterson has finally got around to join the Transport Corp, he is certainly a boy of promise. Ever since the incident, he's dropped in and out of the yards. Now he's finally got his papers and joined our humble crew. I'll consider it "my personal project." Powell has finally restored that old 7F he found in the scrapyard, he's currently running tests to get it under steam. The campaign in the north is going well so far. We've pushed up to San Jose, but the dense city with many zombies are hampering our progress. In the south, we're currently holding onto areas as far as Los Angeles, again halted for the same reasons. It will take a while to clear out the big cities. Fourth of July is coming up fast, I've personally ordered that every fireworks shop looted, the fireworks are saved, and put into storage. We already make our own gunpowder. Now that I think about it, we could make the fireworks be even bigger! Now won't that be spectacular! Anyway, me, Powell, Justin, and Matthew are all onboard for the idea. We'll plan a time and places where we can light them off. We'll have a good old time. Otherwise, that is all.

Marvin Jerez,
Secretary of Transportation

"Here's the papers you wanted."
"Thanks Will. I think Powell will let you have some cab time, go have a break."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
He walked swiftly out of my office, I heard the static on the radio.
"Morgan hill outpost to Transport HQ, do you read?"
I picked up the mic. "Loud and clear. To, from, and what cargo?"
"Ammunition run from Spreckels ammo dump to Morgan hill outpost over."
"Approved. I'll have a train over in a couple hours. Out."
"Morgan Hill Out."
I switched channels to the switcher's channel. "HQ to Fritz?"
"Yeah, twelve-forty-three. Fritz here. Go ahead."
"I need you to marshal a consist of eight boxcars for an ammo train to Morgan hill. Track 2"
"Will do. Give me ten minutes."
"Good. Over."
"1243 out."
Switching over to the engineer's channel. "HQ to Powell?"
"Powell here."
"I need you to prepare for a train. Ammo run to Morgan hill. Sending you the timetable now. Just a pickup in Spreckels, then hightail it over to Morgan hill outpost."
"Spreckels to Morgan hill, got it."
"Stop Will while you're at it. Out."
"Powell out."
I got up to write on the board, 1361/ Spreckels to Morgan hill ammo train. I got back in my seat, dozing off to Viva La Viva.