Excavation Site 64

the beginning

An explosive CRACK resonates from the harsh cement walls as I spin around to see a girl standing triumphantly over the rotten remains of the undead, her finger hanging loosely from a smoking B32R. Behind her I can hear the unholy screeches of zombies as they claw their way to the surface, looking for faces to rip off and meat to feed on, and soft crunching of boots slowly getting louder as a small group of people zoom around the corner. 

The leader of the group aggressively asked where the fuck she'd been and she turned around with an innocent grin on her face saying "It's ok tank, nothings killed me..... yet." she spun around to face me "oh and by the way, I'm Fish, that's Rose and these 3 are Gideon, Tank Dempsey and Edward Richtofen."

Rose had long brown hair that was forced into a bun to keep it out of her deep amber coloured eyes, and her blood-stained clothes blended in almost ironically with her tan skin, merging her perfectly as if she had built-in camouflage.

Gideon was wearing standard-issue military wear and on top was some sort of metal skeleton that was strapped with ammunition and a shield, his light brown hair and icy blue eyes framed by his chiselled jawline and faded union jack tattoo on his neck.

Tank was wearing a light brown leather jacket and had a smoking MG08/15 dangling loosely from his side, his dirty blonde hair and fierce blue eyes where much like Fish's and his ammo belt was decorated with a few bottles jugger nog, different types of grenades and bullets. His gaze landed softly on Fish and I'm guessed that there is some "unspoken thing" between them.

Edward was clearly German, his greying hair and green eyes contrasted against his muddy military uniform which had a fearfully bright red swastika on the shoulder and an equally bright red band strapped around his arm which I'm guessing indicates his rank, the fatherly creases on his face when he smiled suggested that clearly he was a nice man and for some reason I instantly trusted him.

The last girl, Fish, had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes that seemed to tell the truth much like Dempsey's. Her dirty cams were strapped with all different kinds of weapons and ammunition, but the thing that intrigued me most was the pistol which dangled loosely from her hand surrounded radioactive green-coloured glow.

Before I could ask questions, someone fearlessly picked me up and threw me across the room before I could be trampled by what looked like a giant metal foot. This foot acted as a curtain for a few seconds but as soon as it lifted my face instantly filled with dread because it revealed an endless hoard of zombies. Authoritatively a thick German accent behind me shouted "Catch!" and wearily I turned around just in time to catch the Mauser C96 before it hit my face. Rose cockily shouted from somewhere above me "Better put those bullets to good use newbie!"

The next few hours where a blur, the injuries countless and the fighting relentless. Steadily it all merged into a rhythm, and like a dancer my body followed it. Turn, shoot, stab, shoot, turn again and reload, but slowly as ammo ran out and our bodies were reaching their limit I started to wonder if we would make it out. It was when coming to the sad realization that we might not, a final bang was heard and there was no more zombies (for now anyway).

I looked around at the massacre that had coated everything, death was everywhere and the mud, blood and pus all merged into one murky brown color that stuck to everything. No ammo, no back up, almost no food or clean water and worst of all, no safety just never ending fighting. We had to find supplies and somewhere safe, and we had to find them fast.

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