Gabe weighed their options, and as he saw it there were only two. They could make their last stand on the roof against the horde, or run down the ramp onto the street and hope they managed to escape.
The rest of the group looked at him expectantly, and he made his decision. "Guy's, come on, let's go!" He yelled, as he sprinted towards the ramp. A frog grabbed him by his pack, almost pulling him off of the building while he ran. Ben popped off seven shots, making the infected stumble. It managed one last jerk of its tongue, taking Gabe's pack with it. "There goes my ammo stash." He said, as he jumped off the roof onto the ramp. With the rest of the group in tow, he sprinted down the ramp, picking off infected that were running up the ramp towards them.
Ben was directly behind him, followed by Alex, with Ed last in line. Ed was worried because he knew he would be the first to get caught by the infected if the situation went to shit. Well, goes more to shit. He thought, it can't get much worse than this.
Ben looked ahead of Gabe, looking for anything that could aid the group. He looked around desperately, aware the infected could run much faster than them. "We need to get somewhere we can hold them off safely; we can't outrun them for long!" He yelled.
Alex looked forward, his eyes landing on a hunting shop ahead of them. "That hunting shop will have to do guy's, there's not much of a choice as I see it." He said, face as calm as ever.
Gabe nodded in approval, changing his course to move towards the shop. As he looked forward, he noticed that the front door was barricaded, with the windows around it barricaded as well.
"The front is barricaded, we'll have to go around back!" he yelled over the screaming of the infected. He heard Ed's shotgun start unloading, and turned in time to see a Lemur's dead body flying through the air. That kid can shoot, he thought.
As they went into the alley behind the shop, they realized there was no back entrance.
"Well fuck," Ben said with anger in his voice, "just fuckin' peachy."
"Don't worry, we can set up a firing line at the end of the alley and pick em' off as they come," Alex stated. They got to the end, turned around, and started unloading on the infected. Ben aimed low, hitting them in the knees, making them fall forward. Alex aimed for the chest, his 50. Caliber rounds ripping through the infected like butter. Gabe aimed high, watching the roofs. He was picking his shots, aiming mostly for the special infected.
Seventy-seven, Seventy-eight Ed counted, as his shotgun decimated its seventy ninth infected in the past three minutes. "When the hell are they gunna stop? How many fucking infected can there be in one city?" he asked over the roar of the guns.
"Just keep firing, we're almost done." Alex replied, as his Barret made a click. Shit, no ammo, he thought. As he was thinking this, Gabe yelled out "Guy's I'm outta ammo! I'm gunna use my baseball bat on any that get close."
"Great, I'm out of ammo too," Alex replied, "I'm going to use my knife. Ed, Ben- how you guys doing on ammo?"
Ben checked his belt. "I have three mags left. Running low, we're gunna have to end this thing soon. Ed, how you doing?"
"I have seventeen shells left."
"Shit, conserve your ammo guys. We need to use it on specials only. You two will just have to find something to beat common infected off of you with when they get close." Gabe said.
Ben nodded, picking up a nightstick from a fallen police officer. Ed looked to his side and grabbed a frying pan out of the dumpster they were near.
Alex looked ahead, thinking."I think we've cleared out enough to where we can move. We need to find somewhere we can rest, I'm about to collapse from lack of sleep."
They ran down the alley back into the street. As he smacked an infected in the head with his frying pan, Ed saw an apartment building. "Guy's, there's bound to be a room somebody built up to survive in. You know, like a safe house."
Alex stared at him. First the computer idea, now this. "Why couldn't you have been so helpful when it was just me and you?"
Ed smirked, and they walked into the front of the building. They looked up, seeing the building had about seven floors.
"Guys, we need to split up if we're going to find a safe room in this place. It's massive." Ben said.
Alex nodded, and they each got with their own partner. It was decided that Gabe and Ben will check the top floor fours, Alex and Ed would check the bottom three.
"If you find something, yell." Gabe instructed.
They set off up the stairs, walking down the long hallways. Gabe looked into every room, not only checking to see if it was a good holdout, but also for supplies. They had reached the seventh floor, as he saw a room with a door reinforced with steel bars. He walked inside- it had huge windows, but it would have to do.
"Ben, I think I've found some-"As he said this, he heard a yelp, then a roar. He saw a Bull carrying Ben through the doors, straight towards the big windows.
"No!" Gabe yelled, as he lifted his baseball bat.
But it was already too late.