It began with a cow that just wouldn't die. Yep. That's right. They're still un-dead, and now the disease has spread to humans. The epidemic that transformed Britain's bovine population into a blood-thirsty, brain-grazing, zombie horde...err...zombie herd...Read more...
It began with a cow that just wouldn't die. Yep. That's right. They're still un-dead, and now the disease has spread to humans. The epidemic that transformed Britain's bovine population into a blood-thirsty, brain-grazing, zombie horde...err...zombie herd... is threatening to take over the globe in Michael Logan's "World War Moo."
And there's not much time left to stop it. All of Great Britain is infected and hungry. The rest of the world has a tough choice to make. Should they nuke the brits right off the map men, women, children, cows and all in the biggest genocide in history? Or should they risk global infection in a race against time to find a cure? With hungry zombies attempting to cross borders by plains, trains, boats, and any other form of transport available, it's only a matter of time before the virus gets out.
And if it does, there's only one answer. This means war."
- ISBN-13: 9781250061652
- ISBN-10: 1250061652
- Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin
- Publish Date: June 2015
- Page Count: 320
- Dimensions: 8.2 x 5.5 x 0.8 inches
- Shipping Weight: 0.5 pounds
Series: Apocalypse Cow #2
Publishers Weekly® Reviews
- Reviewed in: Publishers Weekly, page .
- Review Date: 2015-04-13
- Reviewer: Staff
The zombie onslaught continues in this off-kilter sequel to Apocalypse Cow, which sees most inhabitants of Great Britain, humans and animals alike, transformed into rage-fueled monsters by a brain-destroying virus. When English journalist Lesley McBrien gets wind of a plan to utterly annihilate the British population, she tries to expose it but only ends up in trouble. Teenage refugee Geldof Peters joins a mercenary team sent to extract his mother from hostile territory, and nothing goes according to plan. The interim British government considers taking drastic measures to preserve its own existence—such as using weapons of mass destruction on England. The story is entertaining, but readers expecting a raucous laugh riot may be surprised to instead find dry British wit (“Extreme cases aside, the virus seemed to have translated into more arguments, a lot more sex, and an inability to queue. They’d become Italian.”) that occasionally veers into pure zombie horror. (June)