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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 9:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 3:57 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:35 am
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((How come no one else is posting besides you two?))
One bullet was left in the sniper rifle as he looked down the scope. Two people where in danger, and needed help, neither where getting it. Trying to line his shot up to get both zombies, he wasn't able to. Quickly thinking, he tried something that he had never tried before, ricocheting the bullet. Aiming at a broken wall nearby that was slanted some, he pulled the trigger. The bullet came out of the barrel flying to the metal, hitting it, the metal deflected the bullet aimed at the two zombies. Going through the head of one, it slowed down considerably, but was still able to disable the second one allowing the two to escape. Out of ammunition now, he decided to turn and go back in to the base but came fact to face with one. He froze in his place, it seemed as if time had stood still as the zombie's claw had come swinging towards his stomach. Leaping backwards he hit the railing he was using to stabilize the rifle as the claw swung past him. Kicking the zombie aimed at its groin, and following with a pistil whip to the head, he cracked open the zombies head as it fell revealing another one behind it. "I thought this area was safe..."
Holding onto the railing, he flipped himself over it, and onto one of the tower's support. He looked down and saw zombies start to swarm the base of the tower. He looked over at the entrance to the base, it wasn't too far from where he was, maybe he could drop down and run for it, maybe he should stay here. Whatever the choice maybe, he had to make it quick, more zombies where surrounding the tower. Opening the chamber to the revolver, he counted the bullets. Only three, he sighed. Letting go of the support beam, he started to fall to the ground. Getting a shot off, he killed one of the zombies. Upon landing, there was a disgusting crack noise. Shooting another as it tried to leap on him, he stood up, and started to run for it. He didn't care what the noise was, all he knew was that he had to get to the entrance. Using his sniper rifle as a knife, he stabbed at the zombies that got close to him, and pushed them away with it.
A few bullets started to enter the horde of Zombies that he was in. Feeling one graze past his arm, he kept his eyes on the entrance. Who ever it was that was shooting into the crowd, he was thankful, but at the same time hated their timing. Breaking free, he ran to the entrance, and jumped down into the base. His heart racing, adrenaline pumping, he tried to calm himself down.
Once calm, he looked about himself. He had a few scratches on his arms, and legs, and his left leg hurt like hell. Leaning against the wall, he slid down, and sat on the floor, thats when he noticed how badly he was injured as he calmed, his leg hurt even worse. Looking at it, it swelled to almost half its original size. Sitting there, he held his leg as the pain became worse, he couldn't stand, or even move his leg for the matter. The bone in his leg had a small crack in it, but it was the way he had obtained it that hurt the most. Some painkillers, and a few ace bandages should be enough, too bad he had none near him. Leaning his head against the wall, he kept the pain to himself a it slowly ebbed away to something bearable.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 11:38 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 12:35 pm
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