Zarla cameo part 8
“Good, I’ll get everyone ready.
Keith got Jockey to stop talking right before David went outside. Jockey came out holding Keith’s hand, but they separated to sides. Both groups had a different way to handle situations. Charger’s group was much more controlled, and planned, while David’s group was MUCH more chaotic, each person doing their own thing, trying different strategies.
This was going to a problem, since they have less of a group to tame the madness. David, Keith, Tyson, and Alexis was always on the front lines, causing confusion, and driving away zombies from the snipers. Mostly Oscar, but Gloria, and Maria had good eyes to see who they attracted.
Charger’s group huddled more together, and spread out more when a tank arrived. In theory, and practice this is a good plan, but it doesn’t fit those who can destroy without guns.
Which brings another problem, David’s group is used to go infected on big things, and being able to take down several tanks, without too much help. If they do, they’d get shot down, and acused later.
Everyone followed Charger. They where heading to a particular bigger boat then most of these, but not the size of a yacht. It had a roof with fencing on it. The platform was one foot off of the docks, but had a chain link from the boat going adrift. There wasn’t any other boats near it, making only special infected a problem.
Smoker, and Jockey took to the top, most likely going to snipe, and give cover fire. Hunter, David, and Tyson was at the edge of the boat, facing the docks, going to keep the infected at bay. Charger, Alexis, and Keith were right behind them, constantly checking for leaks of infected.
The sounds of moans, and screeches, and the harsh new rain and thunder from outside, was immense. It was hurting David’s sensitive ears badly. Everyone was to focused at the task at hand, to even notice. That includes David himself.
Suddenly a silence filled the air. This only happened when something big was going to happen. A giant flash of lightning shot down on a boat, set adrift nearby. It burned to a crisped. It cargo, drums of oil, started boring out of it. When the burning wood touched the oil, it ignited everything.
Most of the shops on the docks were made out of wood! Including the one they’re on. You didn’t need to tell them to get off a soon-to-be inferno. Everyone leaped off, and that was when the noises came back again. They knew they were vulnerable, and they weren’t going to wait.
First sight, and first blood. Smoker saw one, getting his claws out to attack. One pot-shot, and it went down. The others were more agile. The busted through the windows, and was closing in. Among them, David noticed, was a Smoker, and two Hunters, all muffled from the cries of the other infected.
Each one of the common infected are in curving rows. Each had at least three dozen infected each. They are swarming them in a flower pattern, making them harder to hit.
Everyone is firing at head length. Each bullet took from one to three infected down. It wasn’t enough to get out, unscratched.
A few dozen was in melee range of Tyson, and Hunter. They started swinging at them with all there might. But between the sheer numbers of the infected, and Tyson being lopsided, they were drawing closer to the water..
“Shlkt!”, a Smoker shot at Keith, passing the lines of infected. It started dragging him off.
Keith naturally screamed for help. Tyson immediately charged in that direction, leaving a side swarming in. David rushed to fill in the void, and it was almost to later.
Smoker readjusted her sights to the Smoker pulling Keith. A full round was blocked by the common infected, but her next shot hit it. “Bulls-eye”, she quietly said to herself, as she readjusted once again.
It didn’t keep Keith from being attacked. After the Smoker was killed, a Hunter leaped out on Keith! Tyson barely had enough time to get him off, but the infected was swarming them both. It wasn’t going to take long for them to be slaughtered, even if they went infected on them.
Plus to add to the confusion, a Hunter leaped at Jockey. It bounced over the walls, and past Hunter and David who were both to busy dealing with the crowd to notice it zip by. It pounced, but Jockey noticed it in the nick of time. She weaved towards the left, but it kept going and landed on Smoker, an equally valuable prey.
Alexis, and Charger started shooting at the crowd surrounding Tyson and Keith. Jockey started kicking the Hunter, but it was resilient. It wouldn’t get off. She finally got sick of it, and shot it, and helped Smoker up.
David started pressing towards Tyson, and Keith, drawing a lot of attention, and a lot more blood. He swung his axe in all styles, from horizontal, to vertical, to simply stabbing a single target with the butt-spike on the axe.
David kept pushing, while the other gave cover fires. He sliced and diced, hacked and slashed, but he couldn’t get inside the crowd. There was too many.’
A loud crash of glass was heard. Seemed like reinforcements for the infected to replenish the ranks of the infected. They jumped down, and landed with amazing speed, and shook the earth beneath David’s feet. It was a tank, beaten, battered, and with two pipes in it. Probably fought a haggard for food around here.
It smacked everything out of its way. It smacked at least half a dozen with two fingers, and another three more with it’s back.
Hunter threw her molotov at it, but it missed, and hit the crowd nearby,, the horrible smell of burning, yet rotting flesh everywhere.
The tank was killing most of the ranks of the infected, which was a lot. Soon, everyone had their guns out, focusing on the steroid addict beast. Round after round, it wouldn’t go down, and closed in on Tyson, and Keith.
The tank hit Tyson and Keith into two directions. Keith’s ankle was twisted, and he couldn’t walk. He pulled out a pistol, and started loading lead into the infected. Tyson landed on David, knocking both back to the edge of the burning water.
David, landed near it, but not in the water. He got up, and pulled Tyson up. Tyson then, rushed out towards Keith.
“Didn’t learn the first time huh?”, David yelled, joking around.
Alexis, and David rushed the Tank to distract it from everyone. Alexis weaved towards the left, while David, to the right.
It only confused it for a few seconds. It grabbed both of them, and threw them like a rock. They landed nearby Tyson, and Keith, but on their feet. They wanted blood.
They rushed, guns a-blazing, , and it only got it made. It grabbed a slab of concrete, and threw it at David. Hit him directly in the lower rib cage. It broke to ribs, and bother was stabbing his innards, but that was nothing compared to the things he was going to do with him, and his axe.
Alexis latched on from its back, stabbing it with a new machete, he found when David was separated. David rushed in, but he was starting to hurt. He was accidentally shot by Jockey in the shoulder, but it didn’t even slow him.
He kept going at slow for him, but amazing speeds for a survivor, with his axe in hand. He stopped two feet on the tank, and swung all of the momentum at it’s almost useless legs.
It chopped both of them off, making balance an issue. Alexis, and David rushed towards Keith to protect them from straggling common infected. They got him up, and went back to the spot they were camping.
More infected came out, this time in random and chaotic patterns. Much more stupid then the last round.
Everyone loaded all their bullets. One at a time, everyone screamed, “I’m out of bullets”, an d switched to a different weapon. Those who had melee weapons stood in the front with Hunter, keeping everyone at bay. Those who had pistols stood in the back, barely able to hit anything besides their teammates.
Suddenly, a barrage of death appeared at the opposite side of the docks. Gloria, Maria, and Lucy was shooting everything, drawing a lot of attention from the rear of the horde.
A tank, jumped out of know where, with a jockey, directly above Charger’s group. They landed, and scattered the. Around. Every shifted focus on to the tank, but David, and Tyson, who was knocking back the rest of the horde.
For a few moments, everyone forgot about the Jockey. It leaped onto David’s neck, and started clawing at him. It was pulling towards the tank, and the infected started swarming on to his side.
The tank started punching anything that got close to it, which was everyone. First Hunter was sent flying, the Alexis, then Charger, and finally Keith followed. They were being sent, half way to the boat.
They ran to it, grabbing what they can shoot, or throw at the infected, while getting on the boat.
The rest of them had a tank, and a jockey on David. The jockey was luring him to the burning waters behind him. Not a good thing to jump into.
Tyson got a brilliant idea. He smacked the tank twice with his bat. It enraged him, and tried to sing at him. With the Jockey moving the way it was, the Tank sucker punched it, and David, near the boat.
The jockey was rained down on, while David was getting up. He started hacking and slashing at the infected to get to the Tank.
“Tick, tick, tick …”, was what David heard coming closer. David shot backwards, to which a pipe bomb nailed on infected in the face. He kept weaving backwards, until the pipe bomb blasted a hole in their numbers.
David rushed forward, only to find their ranks refilled. There isn’t any way he could get to them.
Tyson was sent flying, and landed on top of David. David pulled something, and was incapacitated. Tyson before the tank came for round two.
He smacked Tyson on top of the boat, while David jumped on the Tanks back. The tank ignored him in a blind rage, and proceeded to follow Tyson.
David was swinging at the tanks heart, to stop blood from pumping to his heart, but the tanks general shaky, and jerky movement made him miss. Smoker shoot it three times in the head, and it finally goes down. The infected stopped filling in their ranks, a perfect time to escape. Between everyone, the infected didn’t stand a chance.
They were scythe’d down by bullets, and with David axe. Eventually a passage was made, and the survivors took the opportunity. They rushed through, and on to the boat.
The infected managed to bust through there moment of ill fortune, with not just one, but two tanks rushing at them. They had a company of a Charger, and a boomer. The Charger rushed through the infected, but was shot down before it reached the boat, but a second later and someone was going to die.
Gloria shouted, “Oscar, get the boat running!”