Outside the bank, the zombies dashed towards the door with speed. Some that had part of their bodies dislocated, still had the strength to rush to the bank. After hearing the sound of the helicopter and seeing it land on the rooftop of the bank, the zombies were determined to get there and feast on whoever was there.
"Rotten bastards! They're not gonna get me." The pilot pointed his rifle at them from the rooftop.
He began to shoot at the Zombies that were almost close to the bank. He shot and shot but still couldn't stop the few that got closer to the bank. The pilot shot nonstop until he was out of bullets.
"Son of a bitch!" He yelled and reached out for his bullets in the helicopter.
