Prologue

In the year 2021, World War 3 was raging throughout the world. Russia, which had recently been captured by North Korea, was under the rule of dictator Yin Rung Un, and he set his sights on America. Knowing he'd be outgunned, Un started research into human strength manipulation. By the use of an element, later named Element 236C, he was able to create aggressively violent killing machines. The 'creatures' that came out of the testing chambers could not feel any pain, nor could they be infected by any diseases. They had no conscious or memory of their former self. Un had created the worlds first zombie…

Jackson

They were waiting outside on a stretch of sidewalk in Ukraine. What are we even doing here? He thought to himself. Senior Airman Jackson Robinette was a ParaRescue Jumper in the United States Air Force. Usually, he and his partner were called in to rescue downed pilots and evac for marines. Often they were put into SEAL units for combat due to their medical and combat training, but this time was different. They were called in to escort a 'priority package' as the top brass called it. It was actually a U.S senator who had just been released by the Russian-Korean State.

"The fuck are we doing here anyway? This is a job for the rangers or something," said Airman First Class Joseph "Woods" Forest.

"We'll be outa here soon enough. Besides, they needed the best of the best, and who better than us?"

As soon as the words had escaped his mouth he heard a loud BANG! And the senator's head exploded. Blood spurted into the air from the stump of his neck and his body fell.

"Contact!" Woods yelled and the pair took cover behind a concrete road barricade. People were panicking and running in every direction as shot after shot rung out from a sniper. Luckily for them the sniper was focused on the PJs and not the civilians.

"What fucking caliber is that, Joey?" Jackson yelled to his partner.

".50 cal I think. Something big enough to punch through concrete," Their cover was beginning to look like swiss cheese.

"I got an idea," Jackson said.

"Well what is it,"

"You draw this guys fire, I'll shoot him,"

"Fuck no, you draw his fire!"

"I would but I'm the one with the sniper rifle here, genius," Jackson was carrying an M24 sniper rifle. Joey had the standard M4.

"Shit you're right. Okay, on your go,"

"Wait... Ok, now!" Joey took off across the street and slid behind a different barricade. Jackson rose from cover and looked through his scope. He saw a glint of the enemy's scope, turned and fired. The bullet struck the sniper in the left part of his forehead and killed him instantly.

"I got him Woods. We're going home!," Jackson felt for the ring in his pocket to make sure it was still there. he planned on proposing as soon as he got back.

I'm going home