Safe Haven The Expedition
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How do you survive in a world full of zombies?
I'm Jordan a survivor in the Millikan Stronghold. It's been two months since society's collapsed and we're all doing what we can to survive. I've worked on my aim during these two months but I still have a lot to learn and it doesn't make it easier that today is the first day I'll lead an expedition unsupervised.
We need medicine and lots of it we have one doctor and more than three hundred people live in this Stronghold. I am a chemist with a lot of potential and I'm starting to wonder what the hell the U.S. government had been doing.
I'm not sure how we'd fair compared to other Strongholds but I'm very confident that we could hold our own against many different types of attacks. I despise zombies and I wish to eradicate them but bandits keep getting in the way of my path and finding the light for tomorrow keeps getting harder.
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Sneak Peek:
After a couple of long breaths without noticing anything I decided to aim at the last known position I knew the sniper was in and took another breath as I squeezed the trigger, the recoil was absorbed into my right shoulder as I shot a couple more times around the building, unfortunately I had no luck in finding the sniper.
After a couple of minutes passed I heard something rushing up the stairs which caused me to instinctively reach for my revolver and aim at the door. The footsteps got closer as I saw the door swing open. I focused on the door as a black silhouette popped out and abruptly stopped in front of me.
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