A/N Once again thanks to all. Sorry for the wait so to make up for it this installment is extra long. (2000+ words) BTW this story is also on noveljoy and if you want to help me out there as well that would be awesome. That said, ch4.

Richtofen looked around. They had traveled through the derelict ship some more and they found themselves in what he believed to be the central room. It looked like it had been a hangar bay at some point because it was littered with wreckage of what looked like shuttle craft, or what shuttle craft would look like a few hundred years in the future as what was left of them looked far more advanced than the rockets and capsules of the 1960's. It had a large opening revealing the starry space around them that was likely used for takeoff and landing of whatever future aircraft the ship had once carried. One of said shuttle craft wasnt in too bad of shape and looked halfway usable in some nature. But Richtofen didn't dwell on this for long, he had zombies to kill.

"Is everyone ready?" he asked.

They had finished the previous round and were about ready to kill the final crawler. Seeing as there was a large amount of space they were going to try to train all the flood zombies into one massive blob, make their way towards the massive torn open section and lead the zombies onto the outside of the ship. Where they would be easy targets. There was only one problem. The appalling lack of Juggernog meant training in any capacity was a dangerous affair. So taking this into consideration Takeo had 'volunteered' at the 'suggestion' of Nikolai with a shotgun pointed at this head to climb up to a catwalk and provide sniper cover while the other three trained zombies.

"Am I ready? Richtofen, you know I'm always up for another round of kicking the asses of the undead." Tank responded.

"Okay, Ill be behind you Dempshey, and you'll be in front Nikolai."

"Why do I have to be in front?" Nikolai complained as he took another shot of vodka before stowing the bottle in his satchel.

"You're the one with the freaking shotgun. It's your job to clear the path. Dempsey will provide midrange cover and I'll keep them from swiping us from behind."

"Okay we're ready. Go ahead and kill that crawler Nikolai." Richtofen said.

The single DMR shot hit the crawler's head, killing it. And the new round began.

The zombies began to pour into the hangar bay and the three began to zig zag between the wreckage of the hangar to begin training zombies. Sniper fire from Takeo rained down periodically to keep zombies from getting behind his teammates.

"EAT LEAD AND DIE AGAIN!" Dempsey hollered as he sprayed into the puke green mass of zombies ahead of him with his newly acquired assult rifle.

The "Assault Rifle" -that was what his HUD called it- was a miracle. It was light like an assault rifle yet it packed the punch of the Browning M1919 form the days of yore. Maybe it was the cartage it fired, maybe it was its shredding rate of fire, or maybe it was the fact it was from the same universe as the thing that infected the bodies making it more effective than anything he has used prior. But regardless of reason he loved it. And should it fail him for whatever reason he had with him the RPK Nikolai had ditched for a shotgun, (and though he shouldn't) he had a Commando. And he had four going on three plasma grenades in payload.

He tossed the burning blue ball toward the oncoming horde past Nikolai who was up front blasting zombies with his massive 8 gauge shotgun, where it exploded in a shower of body parts and puss green blood.

"Ohh man that never gets old." He said admiring his explosive handiwork.

"Damnit Dempsey, quit stealing my kills." Nikolai complained from behind his shotgun.

"I wouldn't be able to if you would stop using crap weapons."

"Crap weapons? I'll show you crap weapons!" Nikolai pulled out his shotgun and went to town on the horde that had advanced towards him in the time Tank had taken to talk shit he had killed the dozen or so zombies. Then, with the help of Speed Cola, threw all six 8 gauge shells into the new shotgun speedily. Nikolai was fond of shotguns of all kinds. Though his teammates scoffed their lack of range and inability to horde points he had managed to pull though time and time again. And it seemed like this 8 gauge super shotgun from the future would go down in history as his favorite. It not only rocked it sent the re killed corpse flying with every blast.

"Okay so what you killed 10 whole zombies I'm not impressed." Tank said.

"You two shut it." Richtofen said staring down his sights enjoying the destruction he was bringing to the undead horde. His current weapon of choise: the futuristic Battle Rifle. It reminded him to some degree of the G11. Its three round burst nature fit his preferred fighting style well. Not so far away he couldn't smell the blood of the undead but not so close he ran the risk of being cut off and surrounded.

"Like you have much to talk about." Nicolai said looking at the leaderboards. "You only have 113 kills compared to Dempsey's 188 and my 214."

"And my 310." Takeo shouted from below.

"Hey shut up! Nobody asked you Takeo."

"Oh well I think I saw an upcoming plot point right behind you, ya might want to turn around."

"Sure, whatever…fucking know it all." Nikolai mumbled.

Meanwhile on a catwalk high above. Takeo was perched staring down the sights of his dragunov rifle attempting to provide sniper fire for his teammates while they ran around in circles. I say attempted because he was having a difficult time scoring headshots. Or more accurately headshots were not as effective with these types of space zombies as he was now calling them.

'It's like id be better off shooting them in the chest. Takeo thought as he reloaded his rifle to try again. 'Maybe that's the key.' He fought against the deadshot perk to put his sights on the chest rather than the head. Funny enough the zombies he was aiming at had no head, just a bloated chest cavity. He squeezed off all ten shots successfully striking them and sending them to the floor assumingly dead.

I say assumingly because their bloated chests exploded and the resulting explosions downed Tank and Nikolai while they and Richtofen were backpedaling towards the massive hangar from up on a catwalk.

Takeo could hear his teammate's outrage at this turn of events.

"GOD DAMNIT! Since when could they do that?" Tank yelled as he frantically knifed away at the zombie horde that was passing by him towards Richtofen.

"YOU SUCK MORE THAN ANYTHING THAT HAS EVER SUCKED BEFORE, TAKEO!" Nikolai said as he spammed away with his m1911 that he had been given upon being downed.

With Tank and Nikolai downed Richtofen had no other choice but to attempt to run the train by himself. Though he had quick revive there wouldn't be enough time to revive both his drunken and disgruntled teammates. So he made a random choice, without even looking he stuck the syringe into whoever he had chosen.

"Those pussbrains are going to pay for that."

Before Dempsey even knew what he was doing he had already drawn both his MA 5 and Comando and firing them, one in each hand. All around him and the doctor flood zombies fell.

"When could you ever do that?"

"Do what?" Tank asked stopping to reload his weapons.

"Fire two fucking assault rifles at the same time?"

"You talkin to me?" Dempsey said in a voice that sounded almost comically deep and full static. Before he seemed to snap out of it. "I don't know, probably the moment I decided to pick up Nikolai's RPK."

"Without mule kick?" Richtofen asked perplexed.

"We don't have time to discuss this, get Nik up." Tank ordered as his dual wielded onslaught continued in an effort to hold off their de railed rape train.

Richtofen stuck the syringe into Nikolai who had stopped taking shots with his 1911 in favor of taking shots from his bottle of vodka.

Nikolai stood up. "Aww what break time's over?" He switched over to his DMR rifle and reloaded rather sluggishly. "Damnit I lost my speed cola."

"Takeo! Get down here we're leaving!" Tank yelled up to his perched teammate who had several zombies behind him ready to strike.

"Unless you vant fifteen hundred zombies between you and us." Richtofen added.

Seeing that his teammates were just bout ready to jump out the hangar bay he leaped off the catwalk with everal zombies in tow. Takeo spun in zero gravity and pulled out his SMG and began firing behind him.

The SMG had a rather pathetic sound where the MG42 of the days of old had a sound that could be described as a ripping cloth this thing could be described as an automatic stapler. It had rather pathetic effects to match, hardly causing any damage to the zombies that followed him as he continued his leap of faith to his teammates.

"Let's hope this training route of yours works Richtofen." Takeo said as he landed. "Because as I suspected this weapon is near useless."

"Hey Tak here have this." Nikolai said as he reached into his overfilled satchel and pulled out a second SMG and tossed it to Takeo."

Takeo caught it."What shall I do with this?"

"Um, you pull a Dempsey and fire them both at the same time, dumbass."

"What else do you have in there Nik?" Tank asked putting his two assault rifles away and taking out his RPK.

"Oh, nothing much just a few yet to be used plot devices to get us out of trouble. I,I mean vodka! Nothing but vodka."

"Okay that's interesting." Tank said knowing well that Nikolai was hiding something.

"All aboard ze rape train. WOOP! WOOP!" Richtofen said ecstatically as the rhythmic "buurap burrap burrap" of his battle rifle echoed across the four repelled out the hangar bay in a manner so as to get on top of the giant ship.

"Hey this is about where we started."

"Excellent observation Dempshey. Now, get that maintenance hatch open." Richtofen said pointing at a small circular hatch on the top deck of the ship.

While Dempsey screwed around with the hatch the other three held back the puke green masses of zombies that were jumping up from the hangar and onto the top of the ship. Takeo positioned himself in front and used his two SMGs to soften the zombies up so they could be easily killed by Nikolai or Richtofen. Nikolai's DMR was decently effective it was slower but more powerful than the FN FAL.

Richtofen's battle rifle was near empty so he pulled out his AUG and held the trigger. But after only a short while his AUG was also nigh on running empty.

"How are we doing with that hatch Dempshey?" Richtofen asked in the middle of his final reload.

"Oh just FUCK IT ALL!" Dempsey hollered as he threw two sticky grenades at the hatch, frustrated that he couldn't get it undone. The blue explosions blew the circular hatch right off and sent it flying through space.

"Damn, I should have done that 2 minutes ago."

"Right you are now lets go!" Rcotfen said as he leaped down into the hatch. The other three clambered down the hatch one by one. Dempsey being the last one in was hit twice on the way down and his vision pulsed red signaling a near death. In response he pulled out his Commando to help him move faster than he would with the RPK.

"So, where to next Ed?" Tank asked.

"Oh, we just head down this narrow hallway."

"Oh you mean the same hallway that's filled with zombies coming at us from both directions?"

"Yes. Wait, both directions? DAMNIT!"

"I see your plan has failed doctor." Takeo said as he blindly filled his vision with bullets from his two SMGs from behind.

"WE'RE SORROUNDED ARENT WE?!" Nikolai screamed as he reached for another magazine for his DMR He realized he had no more so he reached for the shotgun he had and began hip firing the zombies coming at them from the front.

"No shit." Richtofen said as he reached for the C4 bricks he purchased from the wall and threw all four of them on the floor.

"Richtofen howbout you help us out here." Dempsy said over the shoulder while still firing his commando behind them so as to give Takeo supporting fire; muzzle flash shining off his domed helmet.

"Vhat's it look like I'm doing damnit?"

"You mean besides getting us killed?" Tank responded.

"I'm going to blow a hole in zis floor then we can escape. Now stand back."

This of course meant they had to advance towards the horde to avoid the blast, they did so reluctantly as Richtofen hit the detonator.

The steel floor buckled as the explosion lit up the hallway. Richtofen who was standing too close to the explosion was downed. Several dozen zombies that had been crowding the four were in piecies and the four made their way into the hole.

The zombies stopped perusing Richtofen and his team and went somewhere else as if their mission had been accomplished.

"This cannot be! I am dooowned!" Richtofen said as he flailed on the ground.

He had studied this on Takeo one day back in Shi No Numa. When a zombie downed a person the hits somehow disabled their nervous system causing them to lose balance and be unable to stand up or use their limbs. For a moment it seemed as though he would die as his vision started to become tinted red. But he soon saw his teammate Nikolai bending over to give him a revival.

"Up you go comrade." Nikolai said. "There are still more undead that need slaying."

"I'll get you a keg of vodka when zis is over."

"Um, vodka doesn't come in kegs. I wish it did though." Nicolai said.

"I'll find a way. Trust me."

"Oh, like how you found a way to get me screwed over in the cosmodrone?"

"Wait, since when do zombies ever stop perusing us?" Richtofen asked wanting to change the subject before Nikolai brought up the time where he knowingly abandoned Nikolai when he launched the final lander. "I know Samantha would never stop chasing me until I was dead."

"I don't know and as of right now, I don't care." Tank said exhausted.

"Maybe she's no longer in control." Takeo said.

"I doubt that. There isn't much out there that could possibly interrupt her control." Richtofen replied.

"Regardless I think we hove found something of great interest." Takeo said looking around the zombie free room.

"And What is that?"

"Look for yourself." Takeo said.

Richtofen saw where they were at. It was a workshop of sorts, ruined, but filled with useable components. What looked like pieces of robot armor were scattered around with other components of unknown nature.

Nikolai had stumbled around and picked up a helmet of sorts and donned it."Looks advanced and well built, must be made in Russia." He said.

"If only you knew that the exact opposite of what you said is true." Tank said.

"What was that Dempsey?"

"Here we go again." Takeo said uninterested.

The gears in Richtofen's head started turning as he tuned out his teammates argument. 'If I can machine together suits for all of us ve vill be invincible.' He thought.

"Idea." Richtofen said in a sing song voice that had his three teammates worried. As when he used this voice it usually meant they were to be subject to undue torture or be used as a distraction. Which usually ended in their downing and loss of their hard earned perks. It stopped their argument over technology quickly to say the least.

"He has an idea." Takeo said while handling what looked like a power core.

"Generally that's not a good thing for us." Nikolai said.

"So, is this plan as full proof as blow up the world and become a god?" Tank asked sarcastically.

"No, it's much better." Richtofen said evilly as he picked up a piece of black bodysuit. "Get me a screwdriver."

A/N There you have it, a narrow escape. Thanks to all who followed. You 6 each deserve a house in Awesome Town right next to the Pack-A-Punch machine.