The Apocalypse

Chapter 1

It was an ordinary day for Peter. Until he got a phone call from the USMC (united states marine corps) saying they accidentally launched an interested nuke on Moscow.
Ten minutes later, tragedy struck. He was watching football, and all the sudden the the news came on. The nuke had stuck Moscow, killing over nine thousand people. That is one of the worst in history. He was getting Paranoid. He thought Russia was going to nuke us. But what was coming was worse. Much worse.
A week later he got another call. It was to inform him that Russia won't stike back because they know it was a misfire. But they demanded something in return.
"What the crap do you mean I'm going to be part of a nuclear clean up crew?!" He asked on the line.
"You're gonna put on a hazmat suit, clean up some radiation, and avoid being killed by it." Said the general. "Fine. I'll go." Said Peter, annoyed. "Dang right ya will!", said the general.
Two weeks later. The plane ride to Moscow was long. After a rough 13 hours, he finnaky landed in a safe zone greeted by people with hazmat suits on. I put one on, and got to work. My job was to bring all the corpses to a certain location for burning, examination, and other stuff. M friend Bill was there too. He was supposed to search for survivors.
What we didn't know, was about the radioactive side effects.
" Hey bill? Can ya help my carry this fat dudes corpse to the rendezvous point?" Asked Peter. "Sure thing." As we carried him to the rendezvous point. I noticed something wrong with the bloated man. His hand twitched. "Dude did you see that?" I asked Bill. " see what?" Bill asked. "The guys hand twitched." Peter explained. "Your probably just seeing things." He said. I wanted to beleive him, but I didn't.
As we set the man down, a moment passed and he twitched a few times. We backed away, cautiously. There were 50 more marines here along with Bill and I, so I didn't worry. Much. Then the unthinkable happened. There was screaming. Lots of it.
Also, a lot of very unhappy Zombies biting humans. They turned the otherd into Zombies in ten seconds flat.
They ran. Ran the the safe point. When the informed the general of what was happening, he laughed. Then he saw them. He died of fright. We knew what was smart. Bill used to be a pilot, so we flew back to the USA. When we arrived, we thought we were alone. The was before we realized this plane was carrying all the 'dead' people.
The Zombies broke free, chasing the two people, frightening everyone waiting in the airport as the Zombies bit more humans. The Zombies were spreading. Rapidly now...