"Reload!" A voice shouted.
A group of people removed their empty magazines from their assault rifles and rushed to reload them. Sweets dripped from their foreheads. Some even had their hands trembling.
"Incoming!" A voice shouted.
The people didn't have to be told twice. They duck their head behind the Humvee, shivering. A journey to retrieve resources turns into a full-out war with the zombies.
And at the far distance, a more gruesome battle was going on. Compared to them, their battle was child's play.
Boom!
A light strike vehicle was sent rolling in the air. A fierce First Circle zombie slammed the vehicle with its huge hammer.
"Get the RPG!" An old man shouted.
He stood from the back of the Humvee and began to release a torrent of bullets toward the incoming zombie. While a young man ran toward the back of one of the Humvees. He opened the trunk and took out an RPG with a trembling hand.
