The Girl with All the Gifts which I didn't know was that genre, but Mr Kindle recommended it after Richard Kadrey's rather excellent The Getaway God, the latest Sandman Slim adventure. Who wouldn't want to roar around LA/Pandaemonium on their Hellion hog. That's not a question because the answer is 'everyone', that's who. I'd like to ride around Croydon on a Hellion hog, for that matter. And yes, motorbike, not pig.
I mostly avoid zombies (easy in real life, because they're shit, it's like being chased by an OAP, we only need to fear them if they get mobility scooters and the Daily Mail dubs them 'Pavement Terrorists'). Oh there's so many of them, comes the usual rebuke, force of numbers. These are people who never tried to post a parcel at 11am. Unless you find long waits terrifying they're not scary. Anyway, this was a cut above, and not just because fungus is scarier than the undead. Not entirely cheerful mind. Oh, those dystopian futures, always doom and gloom.
I did try The Martian but boats again failed to be floated. Seemed a formulaic 'outline problem then solve problem' with lots of babble and no character development. Everything is 'oh well, I'm going to die today, except no, I'm not because I've discovered [insert long dull explanation]'. Anyway, as part of my new policy, I'm dumping books that don't grab me, so it's dumped. Also, and I'll say this again, the wind on Mars isn't going to blow satellite dishes 'kilometres.' Pressure at ground level on Mars is about 0.6% what it is on Earth. It might flap a parachute and kick dust into the air. On the plus side, your bike tyres wouldn't need much pumping up.