Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

The radio goes quiet while on convoy in Afghanistan a lost patrol is alone in the desert. With his unit and his home base destroyed, Staff Sergeant Brad Thompson suddenly finds himself isolated and in command of a small group of men trying to survive in the Afghan wasteland. Every turn leads to danger. The local population has been afflicted with an illness that turns them into rabid animals. They pursue him and his men at every corner and stop. Struggling to hold his team together and unite survivors, he must fight and evade his way to safety.

The world is at war with the Primal Virus. Military forces across the globe have been recalled to defend the homelands as the virus spreads and decimates populations.

The Trio survived the initial fall and built a refuge. They thought they had reached safety, but only to find themselves once again abandoned and surrounded by the primals. No contact with their families or commands, no relief from the rabid enemy. The fight continues as Brad and his men struggle to survive in a post-apocalyptic world where the enemy is far more dangerous than anything they had been trained for.

A band of survivors connected by a profound sense of duty. Home was the mission, but confronted with an enemy greater than the Primal virus they are sidetracked to once again put their unique skills to use for the greater good. The fight continues as Brad and his men struggle to survive in a post-apocalyptic world where the Primals are only a part of the danger.

Nearly two years after the fall, the survivors strive to make new lives for themselves in the Primal wasteland. With no government institutions and over 80 percent of the population gone, it is a cold and harsh new world.

Two years after the fall, America’s survivors have found a balance with the infected herds. What remains of the human race now lives behind walls in sheltered communities, while the Primals take their role as the apex predators owning the night. The competition for survival has depleted the hunting grounds, and the sounds of battle are drawing the infected out of the cities. A war as old as the ages, the fight for resources, and control of everything that’s left has begun.