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Just a random section from later on in my story. I think I see a fewpotential holes in this part, wanted to see if they were obvious or not.The city looked so different in the daylight, over the lastmonths he had gotten so used to seeing the city through the green huesof his night vision, relying on the safety of the night. But today hewas taking a chance. He had spent the last three nights watching thehorde of zombies laying siege to his mysterious neighbor, trying toformulate a plan. There were far too many around the house for him tobe able to take them all out and get to whoever was inside. He hadn'tbeen able to get an accurate count, but he estimated that there wereprobably close to two-hundred of them amassed outside of the house. Hehad tried setting off a car alarm a couple of blocks away, but that hadonly drawn away a small portion of them. The zeds must have spottedwhoever was hiding in the house recently enough that they held theirfull attention. He had decided he was going to have to do somethingrather daring and direct to get their attention.He had left his usual scavenging gear at the safe house and hadloaded extra weapons and ammunition both onto his person and in hisExplorer and had snuck out of his safe house in the darkness shortlybefore sunrise. He arrived on the street that the house was on afterthe sun had fully risen and began creeping towards the house. Once hecame around the bend and the house came into view he was able to seethat there was still just as strong of a concentration of zombiesaround the house. He smashed down on the horn and let it blare as heapproached, watching as all of the zombies at once turned their headsin his direction and immediately began stumbling towards him.He slammed down on the accelerator allowing him to jet past thehouse before they were able to clog up the street then slowed down toten miles per hour so he would stay close enough to keep theirattention. He checked the rear view mirror and saw that he had thevast majority of the zombies in tow behind him. He drove another threeblocks at this pace being careful not to let the zombies get too closethen sped off quickly outdistancing his pursuers.Once he was a few blocks ahead of them he turned off onto anotherstreet and swung out and around using other streets in the neighborhoodto bring him back to the street on the far side of the house where hehad first started. The route he took made it so the zeds that had beenfollowing him shouldn't be able to realize that he had swung backtowards the house and they would likely still be moving in the oppositedirection.As he returned to the house he noticed that there were stillroughly thirty zombies that had not been drawn away from the house. Hehonked his horn again drawing most of them away from the house and drewthe Beretta from the makeshift holster he had attached to the centerdash. Keeping his left hand on the wheel he lined up the sights on hispistol with the closest zed and started snapping off shots. It wasdifficult shooting one handed from a moving vehicle, even only goingten miles an hour, but his fifth shot connected with the head of theclosest zed dropping it to the ground. He saw that he finally had theattention of all of the zombies and sped up again drawing them away

from the house in the same direction of the initial larger group. Thenext intersection was only five houses down, he figured he could lurethis group that far then lead them down one of the side streets beforelooping around back to the house.When he looked forward at the road ahead of him his heart nearlyskipped a beat. There were at least thirty zeds from the first groupthat he guessed had turned around and headed back for the house whenthey lost sight of his explorer and they were now between him and theintersection he needed to reach to get off of this street. Beyond theintersection he could see dozens more zombies that had turned aroundand were also headed in his direction. With the group he had beendrawing away only twenty feet behind him he decided it would be best toget through would be the mass in front of him and turn off onto a sidestreet since there were far too many to fight. He slammed down on theaccelerator to get as much momentum as possible before getting to thegroup. They were spread out over the road enough that he knew hewouldn't be able to make it through without having to hit some of themso he aimed his car to the right of the group where their numberslooked the thinnest and hoped for the best.The first zombie he hit with the front left of his bumper and shewas thrown out to the side as he passed. The second and third bothwere knocked down in front of the SUV and he felt the vehicle lurch asthe wheels passed over the bodies. He was able to swerve betweenzombies for the next twenty feet before he came upon another pair thathe couldn't avoid hitting. He hit both zombies square and the vehiclewobbled as it passed over the bodies but didn't return to it's usualsmooth driving after passing the bodies. Brendon suddenly had a hardtime keeping the vehicle straight and after a few seconds lost alldriving ability. He swore to himself and let the vehicle come to astop at a forty five degree angle in relation to the direction of theroad. From the way it rested tilted to the left he knew he had poppedthe driver's side tire, more than likely on a broken bone, probably arib from one of the last zombies he had ran over.A quick look around him let him know that he didn't have morethan a handful of seconds before his vehicle was swarmed. He doublechecked to make sure that all the windows were up and the doors werelocked then held down the button to open up the moonroof with his lefthand while he reached into the passenger seat and grabbed his M-4 withhis right. He stood up on his seat poking the upper half of his bodyout of the moonroof and began snapping off point blank shots at theclosest zeds with his M-4. At this range he couldn't miss their headsand after taking out the closest half dozen and giving himself a littlebit of breathing room he took a quick second to survey the area aroundhim. The intersection was still at least forty feet to his front andthere were far too many zombies between him and there for him to beable to make it that distance, even if he did there were likely stillzombies on the other streets as well. Behind him was the group of overthirty zombies closing quickly on his vehicle, and he could see more inthe distance behind them, no doubt drawn by the sounds of shots he hadsnapped off with his Beretta. The houses on either side of the streetdidn't offer any help either. There were enough zombies between himand the houses on either side to give him trouble and the closesthouses all had their doors closed so there was no way of telling ifthey were locked He knew he wasn't going to have the time to breakthrough a locked door so that would be a gamble. Even if he was ableto get into a house they all had plenty of ground level windows andwould offer little protection unless he was able to find a staircase

and make it to a second floor. But even that would mean at best hewould be somewhat safe but trapped. From what he could see in the gapsbetween the houses it looked as if they all had high interconnectedfences that likely ran around their backyards so he wouldn't be able tosneak between the houses either. All in all he really had to admit tohimself that he didn't have a route of escape.He knew he was screwed, but dammit was he going to put up afight. He resumed firing at the closest zeds until his magazine wasempty and quickly slapped in a fresh one and released the bolt. He fora moment entertained the thought of standing up on the roof of theExplorer to give himself a higher vantage point but dismissed thethought when the image of zombies grabbing his legs and pulling themout from beneath him crossed his mind. At least with his lower body onthe interior or his vehicle he could likely anchor himself in andprevent them from dragging him off the top if they got a hold of him.Brendon emptied his second magazine as quickly as he accuratelycould, but no matter how fast he put them down others just kept gettingcloser and more and more were coming into view in all directions. Bythe time he had his third magazine loaded there were already four ofthem at the edges of the vehicle reaching up trying to grab him. Onewas just tall enough to be able to reach him and managed to get a holdof the side of Brendon's vest. In a near panic Brendon swung thebarrel of the M-4 in line with the forehead of the man and pulled thetrigger. The man's fingers relaxed their grip immediately and he fellout of view only to be replaced by two more zeds.Deciding that he needed a little more firepower he crouched downand reached into the passenger seat where he also had his 870 shotgunand his M-249 SAW. He threw the shotgun onto the roof behind him andraised up the SAW. It was a version of the SAW that had been modifiedfor urban combat so it had a shortened barrel and collapsible stockmaking it even shorter than his M-4. He already had a 250 round drumattached to the bottom with the belt fed into the weapon and the boltlocked to the rear. Since it was an open bolt weapon he just had tothumb the safety and it was ready to go. He held down the trigger andswept it across the right edge of the vehicle hitting three of the fourzeds on that side in the head. He repeated the same motion on theright side and managed to take out all five zombies on that side.Another zombie had managed to climb up onto the hood and was on allfours and Brendon fired off a four shot burst managing to hit that onein the head as well. After finishing off the last zombie that was atthe edge of the vehicle Brendon focused on the other zombies that werestill approaching. The SAW was not a weapon built for accurate fire,it was made to suppress enemy positions so it was somewhat moredifficult to make accurate headshots with but that wasn't what he wasgoing for. He actually threw aside his habits from the last months andfocused on aiming for the center of each zombies chest initially thenlet the recoil of the light machine gun bring the muzzle up. The firstcouple of rounds would hit each zombie in the chest but with the recoilthe last rounds would fire in the direction of the zombies headsometimes scoring a hit. He was firing four to five round bursts ateach one and even when he didn't hit them in the head the handful ofrounds that did hit each zombie in the upper body was generally enoughto knock each of the clumsy zeds onto their backs. At this point hewasn't as concerned about killing them as he was keeping them back fromhis position, and this was slightly faster than focusing on lining upperfect headshots on each zombie.

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bvglee

Nice story, read it a while ago and keep coming every now and then to check for more. I am no literary critic, but IMHO looks fine, Nice job.

reply08 / 11 / 2010

micrichard12

this is good, but you need to continue ur story. **** man, i think that this has great potential...

reply10 / 20 / 2009

Undead Armageddon: Zombie Siege

Just a random section from later on in my zombie story. I think I see a few potential holes in this part, wanted to see if they were obvious or not.

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