Stand your ground!

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There is no way you are gonna fall back! The civilians are counting on you to protect them!

¨Stand your ground, men! Not one step backwards! Fight for the men and women of this city!¨ you shout with a voice that is heard over the sounds of combat.

You and your men fight bravely non-stop for over an hour, each one killing at least 20 zombies before they go down, but the sheer number of the enemy is slowly but surely pushing you back. And before you know it, they have breeched the blockade. Several of your men can't escape quickly enough and are draged onto the ground and eaten alive by the zombies. Most of them shout to you to help them but you can't. Filled with sorrow, you turn your back on them.

¨We can't hold them! Fall back to the hummvees!¨ you shout and start to run. ¨Sergent Ginovaef push the...¨ You don't get farther than that before a zombie tackles you onto the ground and bites you in the shoulder. You scream in agony but manage to shoot it in the head with your handgun. You get up and run towards the hummvees ¨Ginovaef! Push the button! Push the button!¨ Apparently he does because a secound later a big fireball covers the entire roadblock. The shockwave throws you forward and when you land you hit your head on the concrete. Just before you lose consciousness you watch the fire which now covers the entire roadblock and think that at least now your men will not become zombies. And then everything fades to black.

(Several hours later)

¨How is he?¨ you hear a voice say somewhere.

¨He has lost a lot of blood but he will make it,¨ you hear another voice say.

¨And how about the infection?¨

¨The medicine we gave him seems to halt the spread of it, more than that I can't say.¨

¨I guess we just need to keep an eye on him then.¨

¨I agree.¨

You give a low moan when you open your eyes and sit up. You appear to be in an train cart of some kind. Then you see who had been talking. Sergent Nicholai Ginovaef and

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