Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

The huge figures were making their way towards us and their bloated bodies were making it hard for them to move forward. However, the dismembered figures which were moving in an erratic pattern were fast despite their physiology.

"This is a fucked up version of the crab rave..." I muttered.

"What?" Kaley was about to fire at them but she looked at me with confusion.

"Later, later. Aim for the big ones while I'll aim for the small ones!" I said as I raised my BCM.

I exhaled then I looked at the sights and flipped the safety. I tucked my rifle in my shoulder by pushing it in with my supporting hand.

One was coming with speed while its elbows were folded. Its scalp and ears were missing but its eyes were directed at me. I aimed at it first and squeezed the trigger.

The bullet entered its eye socket and blood sprayed from the other side, staining the ones following from behind. I felt the recoil but I aimed my rifle next to the one on the roof of a car bouncing up and down. I estimated the correct timing and I sent another round to thin their numbers. I fired two shots consecutively after that because three were in a straight line. I was lucky enough for it to over-penetrate and hit a few more in the back.

An old one was coming diagonally and its fake teeth had punctured its cheek muscles. It was about to fall off but the coagulated blood was acting like glue. I followed it with my rifle and ended its life of undeath. I even saw a much younger torso traipsing over a wall and made a hole in its head appear.

The moment one appeared in my sights, its body would fall down faster than the brass casing hitting the ground.

The amount of them moving in an erratic pattern could make anyone dizzy and distracted but then I heard Kaley firing shots towards the big ones.

Three shots were sent one after the other after short intervals.

"Breathe." I muttered because I saw the one she shot up was still standing.

I continued firing and good thing I was on the right side. If not, the brass casings would have showered Kaley because we were side by side. Her firing rate was not as fast because the big ones were still a ways away, walking slowly with long strides.

The skittlers I've killed were now getting run over by the ones hand-stepping over them.

Kaley managed to kill a big one but the roars echoed once more. A few skittlers from their side ran back and covered the other ones by digging their claws through the big ones' bodies. Several figures which were just arms and heads were trying to climb over a bloated and cut up deadhead.

"Wha-" Kaley and I were gobsmacked.

Only a few seconds have passed.

"Kaley! Aim for the small ones first! Let's get to those huge ones after!" I shouted and looked at the vehicles from our side still a few meters away. They were still firing nonstop and Lois was also shooting because he just finished reloading their used mags.

I shot one with a missing jaw and I pressed the mag release when my BCM clicked empty. I switched mags as fast as possible as I pulled out another one. I reloaded in one swift motion and a round was chambered after I hit the bolt release.

Kaley was making great progress on the walking torsos so I snapped the magnifier in place and looked through the sights multiplied by six times compared to normal.

I think I figured out why their stomachs were getting ruptured.

Human parts were protruding out of varying holes through their abdomen and I could freshly see one sticking out like a sore thumb. The bone from a leg that was looking like a femur was broken and it was making a new tear on the bloated stomach of the one getting covered by the small ones. Each time it took a step, its large belly would bounce and make the tears more apparent. I believed that if it tried to jump, a few would spill out from its abdomen.

I exhaled and fired two shots consecutively.

It hit right where I aimed it but the couple of torsos covering its head cushioned the bullets. I decided to fire two-round bursts twice and I finally downed one. There were a few more at the far back but I decided to aim at them when they get much closer. I flipped the magnifier back to the other side again to ease my eyes.

"Six bullets for a big one..." I thought to myself.

Kaley reloaded her rifle while I aimed at the few approaching us. They were like two-legged spiders slipping on thin ice because of the blood staining the road.

I saw from my peripheral vision around a couple dozen figures coming from the opposite side where the vehicles were so I turned around and started shooting them first. Their bodies were like puppets that got their string cut but the problem was that they were now blocking the road behind. I bet we could try to drive over them but a few were piled on top of one another.

The vehicles reached us then Kaley and I quickly boarded the back of the Raptor. There were still several dozen of them remaining but the distance between us was getting shorter. Lois was still using his Ruger 10/22 but he was down to his last filled magazine. He would have to use his SIG MPX or reload the magazines once more. Jared went empty so he threw his magazine on the back of the Raptor after pulling out one from his plate carrier.

They were still firing nonstop as I surveyed the situation. The torsos on Jared's side of the road were thinned significantly while the ones on our side plus the big ones were still a lot. I noticed a few from Jared's side climbing on top of the four-foot walls to jump to the other side where the big ones were.

"Lois! Stop firing on that side and join Kaley! Lawrence! Switch with Mikhail and we'll drag the bodies blocking our route from the back! Jared! Just kill every last one from your side and switch with Tatiana if you run out of bullets! Tatiana! Use the AKM instead of the Benelli M4 when you switch! Mikhail! With me!" I shouted orders as I jumped down again.

Mowing through the bodies up front would just get us stuck and the threat on the right was still over a hundred. The logical way to finish this encounter is to stop at the intersection first and dump bullets on those fuckers while making an escape route. I could add our firepower by making the drivers leave their post but I wanted them to be ready in case we need to run. A few seconds would get us killed if we were too late.

Mikhail and I were running towards the pile of bodies I killed earlier then suddenly three sprinters slammed on the car a few meters farther than us. One of them's shin got clipped pretty bad and it crashed to the others making them slam on the corner wall of another street. I could see from afar that a few were still incoming so we had to split the jobs once more.

"The fuck are they so many of them! Are we near a fucking spawner?! Do I need a fucking torch?! Mikhail! Drag them all to the side while I deal with these fuckers!" I shouted and raised my rifle.

I fired quick shots to the sprinters as they were about to get up and them being in a stationary position made it easier. They never got to get up as their heads with new decorations sprayed holes to the pavement.

The ones incoming were a different story though.

I just killed a couple coming straight at us but then they made a sharp right turn, avoiding me completely.

I turned around and shouted at my group.

"WATCH OUT FOR SEVEN SPRINTERS!!! THEY JUST TURNED ON THAT STREET AND THEY MIGHT POP OUT WITH THOSE FAT FUCKS!!!" I bellowed as I immediately helped Mikhail moving the bodies.

*BOOOOOOOOM*

Kaley decided to throw one of her grenades to lessen their numbers significantly. Lois followed after her and he threw one from the couple that I gave him before.

*BOOOOOOM*

Mikhail and I hurriedly dragged the bodies as we heard flesh plopping out from their direction due to the explosion. I saw the corpse I was dragging had a knife so I took it before we ran back to the group.

"ARE WE RUNNING NOW?!" Lawrence shouted.

"Not yet!" I shouted back.

I heard Mikhail flicking the safety lever down from the right side and he started firing at the rotten bastards coming at us.

Mikhail just squeezed the trigger and ran amok.

It was a good thing that those torsos were clumped and he managed to kill a significant number of them. However, the bullets he used were fucking significant as well.

"I really need to change this guy's loadout." I thought to myself.

A few moments later we saw another peculiar thing happening.

The sprinters that turned to the other side came into view but they suddenly attacked the big ones. They were clawing at their bodies while the little ones started to retreat from us, trying to protect the big ones.

"GROOOOOOOOOOOHH!!!" the huge one roared before going down.