The tide is merciless as we rush forward to do battle with the small cadre of living dead that had surrounded Faith, Michael, and myself. I instantly go from Connor-mode to Destroyer-mode. My mind disconnects itself as my body becomes a living weapon
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Dish the ass kicking proportionally.
I slam the Chainsaw into motion, hoping I still have enough gas to cause enough damage here and get out alive, and start hacking into these dead screwheads.
I've downed about four of them when I see a body flip through the air and land nimbly like a cat on the hood of the jeep behind us.
Thank god it was a living person, and not some new freak acrobat zombie.
"Show off," I mutter.
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"Yeah, thanks for the update!"
I smacked another zombie who was too close in the head and it got stuck facing to the right. Eugh.
Gross gross gross gross.
Finally they started to pin me in too close for comfort.
"Not good, not good, not good"
Quickly I bent down low then sprung upwards into a backflip and landed on undead shoulders. I then proceeded to use the crowd as stepping stones to the jeep which appeared to be the safe spot right now. Like anywhere was safe.
"Excuse me, pardon me, sorry pal, coming through"
On one of the last I pushed my weight down and he hit the ground. I moved into a forward roll and stood up by the jeep my hands up ready to punch out. I looked up at Connor stood on the hood and gave a puzzled look.
"I'm not even going to ask why you're up there", I shook my head and laughed.
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"Connor, thanks for the rescue."I see that the crowd of zomibes is quickly dwindling, unfortunatley not so much because of the soldiers as because of the individuals working on the mob, so I pause from breaking Zombie limbs to do an introduction ( ... )
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"Thanks." I managed to get out as more lunged at me. Ok, this was a little too Dawn of the Dead for me. Maybe I was in a little over my head. I slashed my axe and realized suddenly it was getting me nowhere so I handed it to Faith who would get more use out of it then me.
I backed off but was grabbed from behind, I ducked as Faith beheaded the thing and then looked behind...
"Again, thanks." I said backing towards the jeep.
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The blow knocks me backward and I brace myself to hit the hard steel of the jeep and instead hit a warm body that gives a little, and I look up into Xander's face and smile a little.
"nice catch."
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No matter how many of the sons of bitches we knocked down they just kept coming. It felt like for every one i knocked down, two more would step up and take its place. Still, I kept on, managing to keep my footing on the asphalt which was now slick with blood and...well, I don't know the technical name, so I'll stick with 'brain juice'. These things smelled to high heaven when they were in one piece and being torn open just made it worse.
I heard an order being given, but it wasn't from miss i'm-in-charge-now. While I was in a momentary clear I glanced in his direction as he took out some frustration on a manhole grate. Watching sparks fly and then a flame start up I caught notice of the car...and the direction the flames were headed.
Crap...
I gave one final zombie the barrel of my gun through the eye then ran for one of the jeeps already in motion and hopped on.
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"you heard him! RETREAT!" I've aparently translated chainsaw man's suggestion into thier language because they all drop what they're doing and start running for the jeep. I pile on with Xander and notice immedeatley that things are much more cramped. The jeep jerks into motion and I grab the nearest person to keep them from falling off.
Great, I'm doing the mom-arm now. Next thing I know I'm going to be tucking them in.
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