"Firefight"
The roar of gunfire echoed across the empty airfield as I fired off round after round from my M249. There were zombies everywhere, sprinting across the tarmac to where my lonely group of Survivors were stranded. Every time a zombie dropped another two would take its place. They just kept coming!
"God dammit Darrow," I yelled, "Fix that fucking tyre!" "I'm going as fast as I can! Maybe if some dickhead hadn't shot at the bus, we'd already be out of here!" he retorted. Matt, another Survivor squeezed off several rounds from his M4A3 before …
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