Jason along with the other recruits loaded onto the chopper and lifted off toward the run down wharehouse where the civilians were trapped in by the zombies outside. The chopper flew through the night sky, the soliders sat there quietly and looked over there weapons to pass the time until they arrived at the wharehouse, Jaosn sat by the machinegun turret and looked at the desolate town that was once his home. He wouldn't miss the town since it was where all the shit in his life had happened, and he definatley didn't want to see his parents again since they had made his life a living hell to start with. The chopper was nearing the wharehouse, and the men were getting ready to depart the chopper, Jason took the M60 off the turret and grabbed the chain of bullets out of the box, and drapped them over his arm. The wharehouse was a quarter mile due west and the chopper couldn't land near the wharehouse do to heavy amounts of zombies, the head solider told the men to stay in a tight group and not wander off.
They started off toward the wharehouse while mowing down zombie after zombie along the way, Jason hadn't fired a shot off because he was the last in line. They were coming up on the wharehouse and zombies flooded the streets ahead and the soliders formed a line in the street and opened fire on the oncoming hordes, the soliders fired round after round at the zombies slowly taking them down one by one, they were starting to run low on ammo from the endless amount of zombies coming at them. While the men were reloading Jason took out his Desert Eagle and started picking off zombie after zombie, the bullets exploded on impact decapitating the zombies one by one. Jaosn ejected the empty clip and loaded a full one into the gun and started firing again, by this time the other soliders had joined in and the slaughter had resumed again, Jason fired off shot after shot empty all but one of his clips. He loaded the last clip into the Desert Eagle and put it back into the holster and went back to the M60, there were to many zombies and the soliders were forced to pull back and find another way around to the wharehouse, they ad wasted almost all there ammo on the zombies and a few of the soliders were completely out of ammo, beside there sidearms which they only had a few clips for.
Jason still had plenty of rounds for his M60 and the one clip left in his Desert Eagle, he and the other soliders ran down an alley trying to get around to the wharehouse. They got to the end of the alley and found the back door to the wharehouse, it was barred shut, one of the soliders took out a small block of C4 along with a detonator and stuck it to the door, he took out a remote detonator and told everyone to get behind the corner. He walked around the corner and flipped the switch, the C4 blew up and the door blew apart, the soliders walked in and saw the civilians mutilated and torn apart. Jason looked at the horid sight and shook his head, he noticed two of the people looked like his parents, he walked over to the two bodies and took a closer look, there faces were pretty torn up but he could see they were his parents. His facial expressions never changed, and he showed no sign of sadness or remorse, he was glad to see his parents dead on the floor, they deserved all the pain they went through, for making his life a living hell.
Jason and the other soliders were about to leave the wharehouse when a figure came crashing through the roof, Jason dived out of the way before he was smashed by the thing, Jason turned and looked at the creature, he knew it all to well. It was the monster he had fought so many times on the streets before he was rescued, it had grown a new arm since there last encounter, and it was looking to get some rvenge on Jason for taking its other arm. Jason pointed the M60 at the monster and pulled the trigger, the gun jammed and no bullet came out, the monster charged at Jason but was met with a barrage of bullets from the soliders handguns, the monster immediately took his attention off of Jason and ran toward the soliders. The monster punched one of the soliders in the face caving it in and killing him instantly, another solider was picked up by his throat and then had his head ripped off, and the last solider had his chest caved in when the monster stepped on him. The only people left was Jason and the solider he met in the medical tent, Jason wipped out his Desert Eagle and fired a round into the monster's back, the monster turned around and started after Jason, he continued firing and let the last round hit the monster dead in the eye.
The monster roared in pain from the bullet, Jason quickly picked up the M60 and pulled the trigger, a stream of bullets slammed into the monster knocking it back, Jason continued firing, the monster kept falling back and fell into a pile of propane tanks. Jason aimed at the propane tanks and shot a round into the tank nearest to the monster, the tank exploded and engulfed the monster in a storm of fire, burning alive the monster walked toward Jason, Jaosn continued firing at the monster keeping it at bay until he finally ran out of bullets. The monster was down on one knee and wasn't getting up, Jason asked the solider to throw him a block of C4 with a detonator, the solider tossed the C4, and detonator to Jason, he jammed the detonator in the C4 and threw it at the monster, he told the solider to blow up the C4. The solider flipped the switch and the C4 blew up under the monster blowing the monster into pieces, Jason and the last solider radioed for the chopper to come pick them up infront of the Wharehouse. The solider told Jason he was going to get a medal of honor for this, Jason then told the solider he wasn't even in the army, just a civilian that fought for his life and won the battle.