Gunshots everywhere, Mark got out his back pack with all of his Medical Supplies, he dragged someone behind a wall that got shot by a sniper in the chest, "Okay, I need you to keep talking, do not stop, if you stop I think your dead okay Greg? Your my friend, I'm not letting you die, keep talking to me, tell me about your Pets," Mark explained, Greg started talking about his pet Dog and Cat, Mark cut open Greg's Combat Shirt and he used cotton balls to get the blood of, "Okay greg, the bullet is still in your chest, in gonna hurt, but it'll save your life, okay?" Mark said, "Yes...", He used his Tweezers to get the bullet out, Greg screamed, "Okay, I got it out, you have to Retreat, GO!"
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Lone
ActionFour friends in the zombie apocalypse, surviving against zombies, raiders, psychos... and eachother.
