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Chapter 6 – Town Attack Part I
Alisa, Igor and Eugene rushed outside quickly, as did everyone else so they could see what was going on. Outside, a lot of people were running in the direction of the sound. Soldiers, Russian and German carried various rifles and some had machineguns. A few dozen people turned off down another street in the direction of the sound, the road was blocked halfway with two trucks and piles of crates.
By the roadblock stood a few Germans and a Russian, they stood on the crates and fired at something on the other side.
"Tank!" a German shouted in the crowd.
Alisa spotted Karl in an upstairs window, she turned and ran inside the building, rushing quickly up the stairs to join him.
"What's going?" she asked breathlessly.
"There's a tank, right at the end of the road" he replied.
"My god, those things are all over it!" Alisa said distantly. The Tank, which couldn't be identified by the countless bodies hiding it from view, was slowing moving town the street, firings it's machinegun whenever the crew inside spotted a target.
Dozens more of the crazed people followed the tank, some running in front got crushed under its tracks. A few bodies could be seen jumping out windows after the tank, using relentless means to reach the food they craved so much.
The tank was so covered with bodies, the crew inside couldn't see very well and the tank kept ramming into the sides of buildings.
More of the Crazed people were coming out of the houses behind the barricade. People in the windows and behind the barricade fired with intensity. The Crazed people got shot down, but more took their place. They didn't seem to show any signs of fear, or pain, they just kept running until they got shot.
"Damn, I lost my gun" Alisa said, as she grabbed for where it usually was slung over her shoulder. But she was drowned out as Karl began to fire as well.
She went back outside, a lot of people stood far back if they couldn't get a firing position in the narrow street. Alisa spotted a Russian sub-machinegun on street, a PPSH. She picked it up but discovered its clip was empty so she threw it away as it was useless on its own.
Just as she got to her feet, one of the Opel Blitz trucks exploded and was lifted off onto its side. It clattered noisily as it landed, the flames that engulfed it snarled wickedly in the breeze.
A few people had been thrown back into the crowd, they got up quickly and began to fire as within seconds a few of the other people rushed through the gap where the truck had been. They soon got gunned down, but even more came through after them.
Alisa had been thrown to the ground, she rolled away towards the nearest house as bullets whizzed past above her head. Four strong hands dragged her through a doorway. It was Igor and Eugene.
"You ok?" Eugene yelled over the loud cracks of gunfire.
"I'm fine" she replied, as she got to her feet. Igor and Eugene turned back to the fighting, raising their rifles, they began to fire; aiming for headshots.
The things came in such large numbers, that they were gaining ground towards the wall of shooters. A few of the people also headed towards the houses as more shooters stood in the doorways.
Suddenly Eugene and Igor grabbed Alisa dragging her out into the street, if they stayed in the house they'd get cut off by the wild people who continued to advance along the road.
Some of the shooters had already ran out of ammo, especially the Russians who's guns didn't work with the German ammunition supplies.
The Roar of a PPSH could be heard as its large clip was fired off at the marauding people, it had little effect, as the shooter wasn't aiming for heads.
The first of the crazed people reached the shooters, it was man and he leapt at one of the shooters, causing him to fall down. Others close by lost their balance and several more of the crazed people jump at them, hissing and snarling like beasts.
Everyone who could suddenly started running out of fear and confusion, some taking shelter in houses further back.
The pile of shooters and their attackers, gave the others time to regroup and get ready to fire once more.
It didn't take long for the infected people to forget the others and come for fresh meat. A brave but stupid man ran towards them with his pitchfork, its long sharp prongs cut clean through one of the attackers head, killing them. The man kicked the corpse off the prongs in disgust, and claimed another victory before he was overwhelmed by the weigh of so many bodies.
The crazed people quickly moved passed the old man and continued towards the shooters; where all the food was. The shooters backed off even more, the street was so tightly packed with the infected people they could no longer slow them down, they were like the tide, getting slowly closer, but they couldn't be stopped.
The crazed people growled, snarled and pushed each other as they hurried to the people ahead.
Many houses were now empty of life, as the hordes of insane had rushed through, lured onwards by gunshots.
At the end of the street, a German MG42 was quickly set up in one of the windows. As it fired it rattled and shook, it was an inaccurate gun, but against the tightly packed ranks of crazed people, that didn't matter.
The shooters ducked and ran as the hail of bullets only just went over their heads. The MG42 continued to fire as a belt of ammunition was fed to it. Aiming for the general direction of the head, it's bullets tore through the ranks of the dead with ferocity. Forcing them to stay where they where.
They only advanced when the MG42 over-heated. But a second placed in the next window started up and killed many more. The two heavy machineguns worked together, taking turns in firing until the onslaught of dead disappeared.
Only the tank remained which now only had a few of the crazed people clung to it. A sniper, who shot through a hole in a roof, dealt with these.
The tank, which was a Panzer IIIJ, moved down the street cautiously. Crushing bodies that littered the street along the way. The tank reached the end of the street, turned and stopped. Soldiers and civilians lowered their weapons, most were stunned and scared, unsure what to do now.
The tank crew got out slowly, they were dirty and had petrified looks on their faces.
Two German soldiers lifted up a crate and began moving it to block the road. More people joined in, after a few minutes the road was re-barricaded.
"What if there are people still down there" Someone argued.
"They're all dead, who could have escaped that?" Another relied, indicating the masses of bodies on the street. In fact, in the area were the MG42's kicked in, there was a wall of bodies almost.
Everyone stood around still on guard, not sure if it was still safe.
Alisa, Igor and Eugene looked around, but they couldn't see Hans or Karl.
"What about the Front Gate, and the other barricades, everybody ran here to see what was going on!" Another soldier shouted out. Quickly everyone rushed along the road, taking different turns to head down the different streets.
It seemed clear, all the barricades were untouched, although a few crazed people were out in the streets behind them.
It all seemed fine until shots could be heard from the front gate.
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