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Brotherhood of the Gun ch.4 Casualty
John looked up into the sky. It had turned a solid black and he couldn't see any blue. His ammo mission had been almost a complete success. When the other men had asked about Ray, the looks they got from Zack and John told them the answer. The group was down to 6 men. They could put two men on most of the entry points. This was looking good for the men of the RPD. The sounds of firearms were growing less frequent. The men knew why. What they didn't know was that a licker was stirring in its sleep and was almost awake above them.
"Help!" cried a voice in the west direction. Zack looked up and saw a boy fighting off a pack of zombies with a handgun. The pack was closing the gap on him and he was trapped. John and Gary sprinted off to save the man. They fired their only shotgun twice and cleared the way through the monsters. The man ran as fast as he could to the intersection. Zack stayed behind to cover them and then retreated.
"Thanks guys" said the man. " I could've handled myself though". Daniel and Gary exchanged disgusted glances. John wondered who the hell this guy was. But he had to do his job and protect him. Harry looked at the kid and saw a couple grenades on his shirt. Those could definitely come in handy. But this guy looked about 19. He could be a liability.
"My name is Micheal Clayton" said the kid. After a series of introductions, the boy explained himself to the officers. "I ran to this street to find the RPD," his voice expressed that he could crack anytime, but that was just John's view.
"We may be all that is left kid" replied Daniel. He checked his VP70 and turned to load magazines. Micheal didn't like being called kid but he decided to let it slide. John asked where the kid's parents were. Michael shook his head.
"I'm glad I found you guys though," he continued,"I'm the best thing that's happened to you". He beamed and grabbed a water bottle, taking a drink of it. After examining the intersection, he made a few suggestions to make it better. The men did as the boy suggested. Suddenly they heard a sort of tapping sound. It started to get louder. The men readied VP70s and waited a few seconds before seeing something. It was a dog. Only a dog that looked like its entire outer skin had been ripped off. John could see its muscles as it bounded forward.
"Fire at will!" ordered John. The dog took a hail of bullets and fell to the ground. It let out a load whine as it died. Soon enough a whole pack of dogs charged entry point 3. Zack brought out his MP5.
"Come and get us you fuckers!" he cried as the submachine gun ripped them apart. With that, the town became quiet again, with only the wind to calm the men. Above them, the licker woke up and began eating the corpse it had brought with it. Zack didn't notice the small drop of blood behind him.
Michael started to complain.
"I'm hungry,didn't you guys bring a radio or something, anyone got a walkman."
Harry told him to shut up. Activity had shrank to the occasional zombie. John felt his stomach growl. He hadn't eaten anything for quite awhile.
Dam I'm hungry, we're gonna have to go for food.
Micheal must have read John's thoughts and asked if they could go looking for food.
"Only packaged food, vegetables and fruits will probably be contaminated." John said in a stern voice. He asked for a volunteer to go with him and Micheal. Daniel volunteered and the trio headed off through the city. After a few moments, Zack's radio started beeping. He reached into his vest and pulled out the radio." Hello! is anybody there! the RPD has been wiped out and only a few of us are left! please send help" he cried into the radio. After a few moments of static the radio answered. It was a male voice.
"Roger that, help is on the way."
"I hope they send a few goddam tanks" said Zack.
Meanwhile John and his two companions had found a grocery store. Hope was rekindled in John's heart. They ran to the door and tugged.
"Shit, its locked" said Daniel with frustration in his voice.
"No prob guys" said Micheal. He dug out a small metal piece and stuck it in the lock. After a couple of minutes, the doors opened. John ordered Daniel to keep watch outside while he and the kid looked for food inside. Daniel agreed and reloaded his VP70, daring anything to come within range. John went inside and looked around. Micheal grabbed a shopping bag and started stuffing it with food. Chips, water, candy, gum, things like that. John broke into a freezer and retrieved cold drinks. After getting a few powerades, John asked if Micheal was ready to go. He nodded.
"John, look out!" cried Micheal. John turned around in time to see a zombie lunge for him. It let out a low moan as it crashed to the ground, missing John by inches. John quickly got out his handgun and fired. the zombie twitched a few times before finally stopping. John breathed a few deep breaths, realizing how close he had come to dying. he flashed a grin to the kid.
"You're welcome" replied Micheal. He then proceeded out the door when sudden gun shots erupted outside.
Daniel reloaded his handgun with panic moving his hands. Something was approaching but wasn't stopping. He had emptied an entire clip into it. The creature looked somewhat like an overgrown man but had a slouch in its shoulders and had claws sticking out of its hands. Daniel finished reloading by the time it had started running. The officer desperately pumped rounds into it.
"What the hell are you?" he screamed at it. It roared and jumped into the air. BANG, a handgun fired and hit the creature dead in the face. It flopped onto the ground and grabbed at its face, tearing parts of its face with the sharp claws it had. John and Micheal stepped outside and circled the beast. A few more rounds were good enough to put it down for good.
"Something is totally off the hook around this nightmare of a city" said Daniel. John agreed. The three guys then got their bearings and headed off in the direction of the intersection.
The intersection had held off only two zombie attacks while the three guys were absent. Zack was very tired and was sleeping beside a garbage can. Harry checked his guns. Gary quickly scanned the entry points.
"Its to quiet guys, I have a bad feeling" he said softly.
"You are just being paranoid" answered Patrick. He shifted uneasily while looking skyward. Patrick thought the situation may improve, now that help was on the way. Patrick yawned and waited for John and the others.
"MOVE!" John cried as he fired his handgun, killing a zombie from a headshot. A large pack was on their tail. Raccoon city had become an all you can eat buffet for the creatures of the night. Micheal had spotted the pack and the monsters gave chase with unseen speed, the fastest John had seen them shuffle. The men ran behind a corner, reloaded their handguns, and fired into the pack. After whittling them down to about 6, the men ran to the intersection and hunkered down. Patrick was relieved to see them. Zack woke up and stared at the food they had brought. The men were just about to eat when the Licker jumped from his hiding place.
"FUCK!" screamed Micheal. The licker stuck his tongue out and pierced Micheal's stomach. John quickly reacted and fired his handgun. The other officers scrambled to save the kid as the Licker assaulted him, ignoring the weapons. Daniel fired a shotgun blast and sent the licker across the intersection. With the thing down, Zack stuck his fingers to Micheal's neck.
"Well?" asked Patrick. Zack stood up and shook his head. John knew the kid would become a zombie soon enough, so they put a bullet in his head and dumped the body into a dumpster. Zack knew this was a bad thing to do but also knew it had to be done. Harry didn't know if they would make it, but hoped in his heart that they would get a break somehow. Otherwise, they would all die.
Brotherhood of the Gun ch.4 Casualty
John looked up into the sky. It had turned a solid black and he couldn't see any blue. His ammo mission had been almost a complete success. When the other men had asked about Ray, the looks they got from Zack and John told them the answer. The group was down to 6 men. They could put two men on most of the entry points. This was looking good for the men of the RPD. The sounds of firearms were growing less frequent. The men knew why. What they didn't know was that a licker was stirring in its sleep and was almost awake above them.
"Help!" cried a voice in the west direction. Zack looked up and saw a boy fighting off a pack of zombies with a handgun. The pack was closing the gap on him and he was trapped. John and Gary sprinted off to save the man. They fired their only shotgun twice and cleared the way through the monsters. The man ran as fast as he could to the intersection. Zack stayed behind to cover them and then retreated.
"Thanks guys" said the man. " I could've handled myself though". Daniel and Gary exchanged disgusted glances. John wondered who the hell this guy was. But he had to do his job and protect him. Harry looked at the kid and saw a couple grenades on his shirt. Those could definitely come in handy. But this guy looked about 19. He could be a liability.
"My name is Micheal Clayton" said the kid. After a series of introductions, the boy explained himself to the officers. "I ran to this street to find the RPD," his voice expressed that he could crack anytime, but that was just John's view.
"We may be all that is left kid" replied Daniel. He checked his VP70 and turned to load magazines. Micheal didn't like being called kid but he decided to let it slide. John asked where the kid's parents were. Michael shook his head.
"I'm glad I found you guys though," he continued,"I'm the best thing that's happened to you". He beamed and grabbed a water bottle, taking a drink of it. After examining the intersection, he made a few suggestions to make it better. The men did as the boy suggested. Suddenly they heard a sort of tapping sound. It started to get louder. The men readied VP70s and waited a few seconds before seeing something. It was a dog. Only a dog that looked like its entire outer skin had been ripped off. John could see its muscles as it bounded forward.
"Fire at will!" ordered John. The dog took a hail of bullets and fell to the ground. It let out a load whine as it died. Soon enough a whole pack of dogs charged entry point 3. Zack brought out his MP5.
"Come and get us you fuckers!" he cried as the submachine gun ripped them apart. With that, the town became quiet again, with only the wind to calm the men. Above them, the licker woke up and began eating the corpse it had brought with it. Zack didn't notice the small drop of blood behind him.
Michael started to complain.
"I'm hungry,didn't you guys bring a radio or something, anyone got a walkman."
Harry told him to shut up. Activity had shrank to the occasional zombie. John felt his stomach growl. He hadn't eaten anything for quite awhile.
Dam I'm hungry, we're gonna have to go for food.
Micheal must have read John's thoughts and asked if they could go looking for food.
"Only packaged food, vegetables and fruits will probably be contaminated." John said in a stern voice. He asked for a volunteer to go with him and Micheal. Daniel volunteered and the trio headed off through the city. After a few moments, Zack's radio started beeping. He reached into his vest and pulled out the radio." Hello! is anybody there! the RPD has been wiped out and only a few of us are left! please send help" he cried into the radio. After a few moments of static the radio answered. It was a male voice.
"Roger that, help is on the way."
"I hope they send a few goddam tanks" said Zack.
Meanwhile John and his two companions had found a grocery store. Hope was rekindled in John's heart. They ran to the door and tugged.
"Shit, its locked" said Daniel with frustration in his voice.
"No prob guys" said Micheal. He dug out a small metal piece and stuck it in the lock. After a couple of minutes, the doors opened. John ordered Daniel to keep watch outside while he and the kid looked for food inside. Daniel agreed and reloaded his VP70, daring anything to come within range. John went inside and looked around. Micheal grabbed a shopping bag and started stuffing it with food. Chips, water, candy, gum, things like that. John broke into a freezer and retrieved cold drinks. After getting a few powerades, John asked if Micheal was ready to go. He nodded.
"John, look out!" cried Micheal. John turned around in time to see a zombie lunge for him. It let out a low moan as it crashed to the ground, missing John by inches. John quickly got out his handgun and fired. the zombie twitched a few times before finally stopping. John breathed a few deep breaths, realizing how close he had come to dying. he flashed a grin to the kid.
"You're welcome" replied Micheal. He then proceeded out the door when sudden gun shots erupted outside.
Daniel reloaded his handgun with panic moving his hands. Something was approaching but wasn't stopping. He had emptied an entire clip into it. The creature looked somewhat like an overgrown man but had a slouch in its shoulders and had claws sticking out of its hands. Daniel finished reloading by the time it had started running. The officer desperately pumped rounds into it.
"What the hell are you?" he screamed at it. It roared and jumped into the air. BANG, a handgun fired and hit the creature dead in the face. It flopped onto the ground and grabbed at its face, tearing parts of its face with the sharp claws it had. John and Micheal stepped outside and circled the beast. A few more rounds were good enough to put it down for good.
"Something is totally off the hook around this nightmare of a city" said Daniel. John agreed. The three guys then got their bearings and headed off in the direction of the intersection.
The intersection had held off only two zombie attacks while the three guys were absent. Zack was very tired and was sleeping beside a garbage can. Harry checked his guns. Gary quickly scanned the entry points.
"Its to quiet guys, I have a bad feeling" he said softly.
"You are just being paranoid" answered Patrick. He shifted uneasily while looking skyward. Patrick thought the situation may improve, now that help was on the way. Patrick yawned and waited for John and the others.
"MOVE!" John cried as he fired his handgun, killing a zombie from a headshot. A large pack was on their tail. Raccoon city had become an all you can eat buffet for the creatures of the night. Micheal had spotted the pack and the monsters gave chase with unseen speed, the fastest John had seen them shuffle. The men ran behind a corner, reloaded their handguns, and fired into the pack. After whittling them down to about 6, the men ran to the intersection and hunkered down. Patrick was relieved to see them. Zack woke up and stared at the food they had brought. The men were just about to eat when the Licker jumped from his hiding place.
"FUCK!" screamed Micheal. The licker stuck his tongue out and pierced Micheal's stomach. John quickly reacted and fired his handgun. The other officers scrambled to save the kid as the Licker assaulted him, ignoring the weapons. Daniel fired a shotgun blast and sent the licker across the intersection. With the thing down, Zack stuck his fingers to Micheal's neck.
"Well?" asked Patrick. Zack stood up and shook his head. John knew the kid would become a zombie soon enough, so they put a bullet in his head and dumped the body into a dumpster. Zack knew this was a bad thing to do but also knew it had to be done. Harry didn't know if they would make it, but hoped in his heart that they would get a break somehow. Otherwise, they would all die.