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Brotherhood of the Gun ch.6 A Long Walk
Daniel shuffled past a wrecked car. His leg was badly mangled but he didn't want to die in Raccoon City. His pace quickened when he heard the hungry moan of approaching zombies. The Uzi he carried had only two clips of ammo. With one already in, Daniel knew he had to conserve his rounds. The cop trained his handgun on a zombie dog that was blocking his path. The gun erupted and a bullet penetrated the dog's shoulder. Daniel rushed over to the animal as it tried to stand up.
"Want something to eat?" he taunted,"WELL HAVE SOME OF THIS!" he cried as he brought his boot down on the dog's head. With the animal silenced, Daniel stumbled onto Oak street. He was going to take Oak to Ash and then head out of the city. The alley he was in took a sudden turn and Daniel groaned as he put a little to much weight on his bad leg.
"Son of a Bitch!" he commented to nobody. Suddenly he heard a hiss from above him. a Licker was crawling above him and dropped to the ground.
"Never you bastard!" yelled Daniel over the rattle of Uzi fire. The Licker jumped into the air and aimed a claw strike at Daniel's neck.
John awoke to the sounds of shuffling feet outside the boarded up entry points. His MP5's safety clicked off. John's heart began to beat faster when the zombies outside started banging on the boards. Zack woke from a terrible nightmare.
"Daniel!" he cried out softly. Patrick put his hand on Zack's shoulder to calm him down. The rest of the men woke up and grabbed their MP5s. John quietly laid out the escape plan with banging in the background.
"Alright guys," he whispered,"We'll break down the front door barricade and run down the block to this point." He tapped a spot on the map he had found where a small church was. The cops would then regroup and fight their way through the city. With the plan laid out, John positioned himself in the front and counted to three.
"One.....Two.....THREE!" he whispered as he ran at the front door. Shattered wood hit the zombies outside and mad them stumble backwards. John got up and hosed the group of 5 zombies with his submachine gun. The monsters fell and cleared the way. Zack followed closely behind, firing as they ran to the church. Harry exchanged his clip and shoved in another one. Zombies had followed them but were falling behind. John reached the regroup point first. The other men gathered around and set up a defensive perimeter. As John wiped the sweat from his brow, he thought about how Daniel was doing.
"Shit, that was close!" exclaimed Daniel. His Uzi had managed to score a clean hit on the Licker's brain just in time. He had saved his ass when he ducked under the creature's attack. With the monster down, Daniel shuffled toward the street. Zombies had found him and were gaining fast. He ejected his empty Uzi magazine. The clip made a metallic clang as it hit the street. The gun's new clip slid into place. Daniel smiled at the pack of zombies coming to eat him.
"You suckers want some of this? well come and get it!" he cried. He held his ground and fired 5 rounds from his handgun, taking down the two nearest zombies. His gun fired again, cleanly missing another monster.
"Two rounds left, dammit" Daniel said to himself as he staggered away. His gaze suddenly found a place where two mercenaries had made their last stand. The corpses were dormant for the time being. He walked over to the nearest mercenary. The parking lot they had fought to death in was cold and had a fresh wave of stinking death coming from it. Daniel used up the last of his VP70's ammunition by shooting each corpse in the head.
"Wouldn't want you two to be coming after me now do I?" he asked the dead men. He rifled through the equipment the men had. Daniel picked up an M4A1 assault rifle and 3 grenades. He also found 3 extra magazines for the assault rifle. With new gear, Daniel continued on. His thoughts turned to the men he had left behind to fight for themselves.
John quickly bashed open the window on the far side of the church. Zombies were gathering outside. The other guys pushed pews in front of the front door to prevent entry. The cops loaded their weapons and jumped out the window, into a cemetery. John waited for all the other men to come into view before moving cautiously through the head stones.
"This is creepy man," said Patrick.
"Shut up and keep your eyes peeled," replied Zack. The cemetery was quiet, too quiet.
"I've got a bad feeling about this!" hissed Harry. John spotted something and halted the men. Patrick kneeled down and didn't see the finger sticking out from underneath the ground. John's MP5 thundered across the cemetery. The dog he had seen yelped as it went down from multiple shot wounds. Then hell broke loos in the quiet graveyard.
"Shit! run!" cried Patrick. Somehow, zombies were rising from all the graves in the cemetery. The officers ran by the zombies that were crawling from the ground, some were very sickening, only a loose layer of skin on brittle bones. One monster rose right in front of John. It turned its ugly head to him, revealing nothing but two eye sockets. John tightened his gloves and punched the creature in the chest, sending it falling down. The panicked men managed to get past the graveyard and shut the gate on the zombies.
"What the hell is turning them into monsters?" asked John. He was mad. Umbrella had to be behind this.
Thanks captain obvious, that's only why they sent a task force to kill you. The only thing you can do is get out of here on foot, just like many men did at Mogadishu.
"Ok listen up, we are not far from making this so stay sharp and don't hestitate, but conserve ammo, once that's gone we'll have to use our combat knives". The other cops knew from the stern look on John's face that he was willing to go to the end of his limits to get them safely out of the city. The men moved forward into a parcade. Unfortunately no cars were drivable. John sighed.
I guess we won't be getting an easy escape from hell.
Daniel was sweating hard as he stumbled through the streets. He hadn't seen a zombie for nearly ten minutes and could just barely make out the exit sign north of him. He smiled and spoke to himself.
"Good luck John".
Brotherhood of the Gun ch.6 A Long Walk
Daniel shuffled past a wrecked car. His leg was badly mangled but he didn't want to die in Raccoon City. His pace quickened when he heard the hungry moan of approaching zombies. The Uzi he carried had only two clips of ammo. With one already in, Daniel knew he had to conserve his rounds. The cop trained his handgun on a zombie dog that was blocking his path. The gun erupted and a bullet penetrated the dog's shoulder. Daniel rushed over to the animal as it tried to stand up.
"Want something to eat?" he taunted,"WELL HAVE SOME OF THIS!" he cried as he brought his boot down on the dog's head. With the animal silenced, Daniel stumbled onto Oak street. He was going to take Oak to Ash and then head out of the city. The alley he was in took a sudden turn and Daniel groaned as he put a little to much weight on his bad leg.
"Son of a Bitch!" he commented to nobody. Suddenly he heard a hiss from above him. a Licker was crawling above him and dropped to the ground.
"Never you bastard!" yelled Daniel over the rattle of Uzi fire. The Licker jumped into the air and aimed a claw strike at Daniel's neck.
John awoke to the sounds of shuffling feet outside the boarded up entry points. His MP5's safety clicked off. John's heart began to beat faster when the zombies outside started banging on the boards. Zack woke from a terrible nightmare.
"Daniel!" he cried out softly. Patrick put his hand on Zack's shoulder to calm him down. The rest of the men woke up and grabbed their MP5s. John quietly laid out the escape plan with banging in the background.
"Alright guys," he whispered,"We'll break down the front door barricade and run down the block to this point." He tapped a spot on the map he had found where a small church was. The cops would then regroup and fight their way through the city. With the plan laid out, John positioned himself in the front and counted to three.
"One.....Two.....THREE!" he whispered as he ran at the front door. Shattered wood hit the zombies outside and mad them stumble backwards. John got up and hosed the group of 5 zombies with his submachine gun. The monsters fell and cleared the way. Zack followed closely behind, firing as they ran to the church. Harry exchanged his clip and shoved in another one. Zombies had followed them but were falling behind. John reached the regroup point first. The other men gathered around and set up a defensive perimeter. As John wiped the sweat from his brow, he thought about how Daniel was doing.
"Shit, that was close!" exclaimed Daniel. His Uzi had managed to score a clean hit on the Licker's brain just in time. He had saved his ass when he ducked under the creature's attack. With the monster down, Daniel shuffled toward the street. Zombies had found him and were gaining fast. He ejected his empty Uzi magazine. The clip made a metallic clang as it hit the street. The gun's new clip slid into place. Daniel smiled at the pack of zombies coming to eat him.
"You suckers want some of this? well come and get it!" he cried. He held his ground and fired 5 rounds from his handgun, taking down the two nearest zombies. His gun fired again, cleanly missing another monster.
"Two rounds left, dammit" Daniel said to himself as he staggered away. His gaze suddenly found a place where two mercenaries had made their last stand. The corpses were dormant for the time being. He walked over to the nearest mercenary. The parking lot they had fought to death in was cold and had a fresh wave of stinking death coming from it. Daniel used up the last of his VP70's ammunition by shooting each corpse in the head.
"Wouldn't want you two to be coming after me now do I?" he asked the dead men. He rifled through the equipment the men had. Daniel picked up an M4A1 assault rifle and 3 grenades. He also found 3 extra magazines for the assault rifle. With new gear, Daniel continued on. His thoughts turned to the men he had left behind to fight for themselves.
John quickly bashed open the window on the far side of the church. Zombies were gathering outside. The other guys pushed pews in front of the front door to prevent entry. The cops loaded their weapons and jumped out the window, into a cemetery. John waited for all the other men to come into view before moving cautiously through the head stones.
"This is creepy man," said Patrick.
"Shut up and keep your eyes peeled," replied Zack. The cemetery was quiet, too quiet.
"I've got a bad feeling about this!" hissed Harry. John spotted something and halted the men. Patrick kneeled down and didn't see the finger sticking out from underneath the ground. John's MP5 thundered across the cemetery. The dog he had seen yelped as it went down from multiple shot wounds. Then hell broke loos in the quiet graveyard.
"Shit! run!" cried Patrick. Somehow, zombies were rising from all the graves in the cemetery. The officers ran by the zombies that were crawling from the ground, some were very sickening, only a loose layer of skin on brittle bones. One monster rose right in front of John. It turned its ugly head to him, revealing nothing but two eye sockets. John tightened his gloves and punched the creature in the chest, sending it falling down. The panicked men managed to get past the graveyard and shut the gate on the zombies.
"What the hell is turning them into monsters?" asked John. He was mad. Umbrella had to be behind this.
Thanks captain obvious, that's only why they sent a task force to kill you. The only thing you can do is get out of here on foot, just like many men did at Mogadishu.
"Ok listen up, we are not far from making this so stay sharp and don't hestitate, but conserve ammo, once that's gone we'll have to use our combat knives". The other cops knew from the stern look on John's face that he was willing to go to the end of his limits to get them safely out of the city. The men moved forward into a parcade. Unfortunately no cars were drivable. John sighed.
I guess we won't be getting an easy escape from hell.
Daniel was sweating hard as he stumbled through the streets. He hadn't seen a zombie for nearly ten minutes and could just barely make out the exit sign north of him. He smiled and spoke to himself.
"Good luck John".