About a week later I was fully healed. Which is great. However how I was informed was not great. We had been slowly stockpiling up materials things had been nice and quiet. We had a nice spiked trench outside the walls now we were doing well.
[We are all happy that your healed now. In celebration of this joyous occasion we have decided to gift you something.]
I'm all excited and then I remember they have only been dicking me this entire time and my face drops.
[Horde is now approaching.]
fuck my life.
I quickly run towards the walls. climbing up the wooden stairs to the walkway up top.
Then I see it.
I quickly jump off the wall and start running.
"Quick! Get to the truck now!!" I shout at the top of my lungs alerting the others.
Outside the walls thousands of zombies are running straight towards the walls.
"Gir gun turret mode kill anything running at us." I shout running past the little green dog grabbing him by the head and lobbing him onto the truck.
"Affirmative." There's a loud clank as he magnetized to the top of the truck. His arms change to turret mode as his upper body starts to swivel around.
"What's going on?!" Alice shouts as she also starts running to the truck dragging Angela behind her with Jill on their heels.
"Horde incoming." I quickly open the back door of the truck helping everyone inside.
Outside the walls the Legion of dead bodies reaches the trench and then they pull off the scariest zombie shit. They fucking jump. Leaping the pit right into the wall. They don't really stick and fall down into the pit. But they never stop coming and soon the pit is full and the other zombies are running jumping and climbing the bodies of the other zombies.
We watch from the truck as they reach the top. They are growling screaming and moaning the entire time. They are on the walkway jumping off and running towards the truck as we speak.
I click the buttons on the steering wheel and the machine guns turrets on the front fire up *Brrrrrr* on the roof Gir is also ready to fire.
The girls watch in horror as hundreds of zombies keep flooding over the wall in a frenzy.
*Clack clack clack clack* the machine guns start mowing down zombies in a blender of gore. As the wooden wall behind them gets hit by bullets it starts to groan and soon falls inwards with a mountain of zombie bodies rolling in like a flood.
Soon there's a bad sound. *Click click click click* The machine guns are out of ammo.
I smash a button on the dash that looks like a spike ball. From below the truck the tires pop out spikes from the rim and tires. I kick the truck into drive smashing into the oncoming zombies with a *Thud thud thud* of zombies hitting the truck.
I start the expert zombie driving maneuver. You just drive in circles. The windows in the back clang open and gunfire starts.
My wheels shred through zombie legs with the tires being spiked I don't have to worry too much about no friction on bodies under the truck.
There's a problem though we aren't killing them fast enough.
"Jill take the wheel keep going in a circle." I shout towards the woman.
"What are you going to do?" She asks warily.
"Assist." I laugh.
I make my way to the back of the truck and look up at the roof.
My weird arm morphs into blade form and i stab upwards. A few slashes later there's a crappy square cut into the top and I pull myself up onto the top using it.
There's like a wall of zombie chunks on either side of the truck below. We are driving on a path of blood guts and carnage. I look around for my target. I find it in the distance.
I pull out my guns and with a few shots the fuel deposits I had made days ago explode with a mighty boom nearly knocking me off the truck. There's flames and shrapnel raining from the skies. Fire mixed with fuel slowly spreads burning bodies and runners all over the area.
I look over at the wall there's no stop of the zombies flooding inside through the hole. I have no idea what to do at this point we were severely under prepared. I was expecting like 100 zombies or something not thousands.
That's when life decided to shit all over my parade once more.
*ROOOOOOAAAAARRRRRR*
My head turns towards the sound of the deafening shout only to watch as my gate gets kicked off its hinges by a massive what I believe to be mutated troll or at least the size of one.
Multiple disgusting eyes are all over its hulking twelve feet of pure muscle. With a boom every step it makes its already running towards the truck stomping and slapping zombies along the way.
Gir whirls towards it firing bullets into it however it barely slows it down and it shields itself with it muscular arms barely missing a step.
"Fuck my life man." I sigh.
It smashes through the zombie chunk wall on a collision course with the side of the truck.
Big brain time bitches.
I plant myself before starting off at a mighty run and leaping off the top of the truck towards the rampaging behemoth. I pull my blade arm back and with a mithy push thrust it forward through its arms right into its head which can't see me cause it was blocking bullets.
perfect hit I slide down slicing it in half killing the nemesis.
There's a problem though.
I'm off the truck.
Zombie swarm left and right the trucks already hidden from sight around the track. I start stabbing and slashing working my way back onto the path.
I was too slow and missed it.
I'm getting smashed into by frantic zombies my arm is just a whir of motion trying to save me.
Then I hear the tires of the truck and the thud of zombies. I look up to see the truck heading right towards me.
"Fuck me it's just not my damn day." There's no way Jill can see me the windshield is absolutely caked in blood and flesh chunks.
I jump.
There's a cracking noise as my leg breaks against the windshield I'm flipping through the air now. I swing out my arm and luckily it hits the truck. I shift it into a clawed hand before I almost slide right off the back of the roof. Now I'm being dragged along like a fucking kite or something. I quickly reel myself in before flopping in through the hole in the roof.
"What happened to you?" Alice says with worry looking at me.
"Jill ran me over." I grunt with pain looking at my fucked up leg.
"I did what?!!?" Comes Jills shocked voice from the front as she looks back at my bloody body and wretched looking leg.
"Yeah that thump a few seconds ago was you running me over." I lean against the wall of the truck and check out my leg. I use my strong arm to snap my bone back into place with a nasty squelching noise.
"What the hell where you doing off the truck?!?" both of them shout at me.
"Fighting a nemesis." I groan out in pain.
I just ignore the shocked looks and pull myself onto the bed before I start firing out the window.
This is how the next 4 hours go.