I was a new STARS member literally straight out of boot, and I've already been thrown out of a helicopter into hostile territory in some ally in Raccoon City. These targets or so I've been informed can only be killed by a shot to the head, but that isn't all. There are reports of them being able to infect through bites and scratches. Infect with what I don't know but the reports say that they can raise after they die from these bites. Yeah right.
My situation was bad, stranded in an allyway sandwiched between at least thirty of them on each side. Taking them down one bullet at a time helped coserve ammo. My pistol like you'd imagine wasn't like any other, it was customized. It had a laser site and an extended magazine case, allowing it to hold fourty-eight 9mm bullets. I kept taking them out one by one, even getting in a ricochet kill. Bonus. The hostiles just kept coming. Like domino's they'd drop and two more would take its place.
There seemingly endless numbers finally came to an end. Now to fulfil my objective. My objective was to return to the mansion and shut down the hive. Why they would send me through the city to do that I have no Idea. For now my easiest path was through the University that was two miles west. I stepped out of the allyway and into the raging streets. There was a large croud, they didn't exactly look alive. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Down they went. No survivors, no law, no hope. Raccoon city was a forsaken town now and I began to think I couldn't save it.
I quickly put those thoughts out of my head and kept my treck going. 1, 2, 3, down. Down another street, there was fire, flipped cars, police fighting, injured, dead, walking dead. I noticed something on the ground, a raging bull magnum. One of the most powerful handguns in the world. I picked it up and checked the ammo compartmant, full up. There was a zip up bag on the ground as well, it was filled with .45 ammo, perfect.