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Chapter 3
"Beckman!" where's Schroeder?" Mikhail shouted at me as I ran up to him
"something ate him…" I replied, not knowing if he'd believe it or not.
"What?" he asked me again, just the answer I was expecting.
"he was eaten, something ate him" I said again, trying to get across to him that I wasn't lying or making things up.
"Ok, Yamuri and Volk, your next. Go find out what the hell is in there eating my men" Mikhail said, I thought he was out of his mind. But before his guys could act, we heard something in the distance-moans. It sounded like a retirement home just booted all of its occupants. Every second that ticked by, they got louder and louder
"New plan, Peterson, take your squad and go set up in the allyway behind the thrift shop over there. Hawkins, your team will go with and provide back-up for Peterson. Move" Borukov ordered. The two squads moved to their designated positions, their running amplified by the lack of other noise, besides the moans that were drawing closer. I watched the two squads disappear behind a building. I saw Mikhail look around in a sheer uncertainty as the god awfull smell got closer and closer. He looked like he was about to say something-
-when automatic fire erupted from where the two squads had gone, long strings of shots.
"Line!" Mikhail shouted. We ran into positon in the middle of the street-seven guys facing front, seven guys facing behind us, with about three feet of space between us. I went down on one knee at the far end of my line and sighted up my rifle at the T-intersection about two blocks away. The automatic fire i heard before was only topped off by even more firing, somewhere way off at another part of town, probably from one of the other platoons. Whatever the hell was happening, we weren't alone.
"What the hell are they still shooting at?" i said under my breath. Then something moved up front-a zombie lurched out into the interesection, then another, and soon, a whole wave was coming at us, their horrible moans getting louder and more clear. It was at that time i noticed that the gunfire in the distance had totally died out, there was nothing left.
"Fire!" Mikhail shouted from behind me. In a second, the whole squad opened up in a blaze of automatic fire, sending a hail of bullets into the crowd. Only a few fell over, but nothing was happening. I remembered my encounter with the zombie in the warehouse
shoot the head, just like in the movies. I sighted up a large naked man in my sights, and moved up to his head and squeezed the trigger. His head snapped back, and he fell over into the flood, and stayed there. Hoping it wasn't a fluke, I took another shot at the closet one to me, about thirty feet away, this time a woman, who could have passed for a human exept for the fact that her insides where pouring out as she walked, leaving a trail of gore in her path. She met the same fate as the other, finding a final resting spot on the ground with a bullet in her head.
"Shoot them in the head!" I yelled out. The guy next to me stood up with his M60, raised it to head level, and let loose. numerous zombie crumbled at the onslaught, and would have continued, had he not run out of ammo. He popped open the cover and fumbled for another belt of ammo off of his chest, but couldn't keep it together. He dropped the machine gun and switched over to his shotgun. I continued firing, making slow, but progressive kills, but someone was screaming-
-wordless howls of pain and terror, which were quickly joined by others as our squad met the same fate as all the others.
From behind, the zombies reached us.
I stood up as quickly as I could as a zombie advanced towards me. I shot him in the head, and kicked him over to stall some of the others. Some of the other soldiers attempted to escape, killing three and turning around only to be grabbed by another and chowed down on.
"Where the fuck are those helicopters!" I shouted, thinking somebody would hear me, but my cries only fell upon deaf ears. I hurdled over a few monsters in my escape, running through allyways and between wrecked cars. I reached a dead end, an allyway bricked up at one end. As I looked for and escape route, i saw zombies closing in on my position. I happened to look up-and saw a fire escape ladder. I jumped up onto a dumpster, then leaped onto the ladder just as one of the zombies grabbed my ankle. I shook him off and kicked him in the head as I scurried up to saftey. I jogged up to the top of the building fell over, trying to comprehend what had just happened, and wondered where those helicopters had gone to-they were nowhere to be found, not one. I couldn't even hear the engines.
"Thats it...they left us. Umbrella left us to die"
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gasp! how could Umbrella do that! well, read and review for more of the story...i've got to know how i'm doing