I awoke and infront of me was a whole world, quiet, but definatly wrecked! Crumbled wards of the hospital I was in. What happend? Was I dead or alive... My name is Desmond, a warrior from earth, the war was against a creature, it fed off flesh and after eating someone, that person becomes one of them! We've narrowed it down to 'zombified' creatures. I was bit by one, but survived, this is the story of my war! My fight for the human race, am I dead or alive...
Shells and bullets flying everywhere, tgese where powerful creatures. "Sarg, wheres the back up, theres more". Thats Private Robinson, my friend, my ally. "Left flank and keep shooting, I know these weapons are useless but they should do!". "They are not stopping!" "They are zombies, you read the myths?" "Sure I have Sir". That was Flynn, an helicopter/ ground troop, we were shot down by a mystery substance, quoloriuz...
We faced a locked door, private Jasmine was a skilled lockpicker. "Jass, open this door", "James, Shoot the door!", "On it, my masterkey
We faced a locked door, private Jasmine was a skilled lockpicker. "Jass, open this door", "It's blocked!" "James try your underbarrel shotgun!" "Yes sir". Suddenly, mortors fell from the sky! "Get in, lets move! We should be safe." After the mortors stopped we got a new objective, *static* "join with corpral Hills squad in the south, there are enemys depostiting heavy fire so...". "It's an ambush mission? I know so please, let us get there quick and clean!"...
We ventured towards the objectives, our teams burned the enemies out! We finnaly got there, "Desmond...", this was Hill, corpral Hill. "... We're being fired at heavily by milita to the north". "Yes, we ambushed them, we know, they are now falling back!" "Good, get us outa here!"....
"Sarg? Are we fighting two wars?" "What do you mean Hill?" "Well, theres no way these zombies could call mortors...." "Theres a posibility if they are zombified humans, they could have the same skills!" errrrrghhh "Flynn what happed, ****, he's been bit!" "Hill, your a medic, DO SOMETHING!" I was too late Flynn was dead, just as transport arived he moved, he was now a zombie, we legged it in the choppa...
We had lost a good friend, now we had to put our lives at risk to destroy AA Turrets using choppa's with mounted machine guns. James and Private 1st Class Stewie was in one choppa and me, Jass and Hill in the other. This was a suicide mission? Buy why'd we all volenteer? Those were afew questions in my mind...
We had to destroy on more turret to be safe, but suddenly we were shot down! I was unconsious and this brings me to present day, I was iscolated in a ghost town untill I heard someone! "Des....mond.... *breathes* Sarg..." I recorgnised the voice, but was it who I suspected? So I replied, "Who are you? I remember your voice, James, no... Stewie?" "Yes it's me, I need help, James and Hill are injured! Jass is trying her best, we need to get bite vacines!" So we searched and went back....
"This should do it!" "Right, we are out numbered sarg, we need to travel from one place to another buut how?" "James, your a good engineer so fix that tank up! we'll cover you." It took 5 hours of blood and sweat bu then it was finished, our ride outa' here! 75mph tank with awesome mounted turrets, this was our beauty!
"Our first stop was Russia, most of their population armed and alive! They're final was had begun, a wall of RPGs hit the creatures and they --survived! The next 3 didn't work but the 5th killed them... We had a safehouse in an alley nearby so we stayed for a while..