Chapter 3: The Infected..
I opened the door of the taxi and stepped outside. It was dark and the 4 Devil's Cerberus were closing in on me and I had to fight them in the rain nonetheless. I raised my Mk23 up to eye level and aimed at one of them but they ran at me at blinding speed that I wasn't able to fire fast enough. One of them leaped in the air and landed on me and I fell on my back. They were viscious indeed. This one tried to aim for my neck and tear it open! The only thing that I could do was try and hold it off and maybe try to push it away so that I could stand up and regain my control. Shit! No luck. This thing was visciously trying to kill me as quickly as possible. It's teeth were coming closer and closer and I could smell the foul stench of it's breath!
I thought I was gonna die right there. Right before it was about to kill me, I heard 2 gunshots and suddenly the dog jumped away from me, injured. I looked around and saw that Leslie was holding 2 Glock 22's. Impressive.
"You didn't tell me you knew how to use guns."
"You never asked. Now get up and help me fend off these lil Devil's"
I realised I'm still on my back so I stood up and got my gun ready. We both started shooting at all 4 of them. The loud gunshots from her guns and mine filled the very quiet atmosphere and started ringing in my ears. Damn, I could go deaf if this kept on going. 3 of the dogs died and 1 got away. It was the one that jumped on me! That son of a bitch ain't going anywhere!
I quickly chased after it and shot it's weakspot. It finally stopped moving. Leslie walked over to me and patted me on the shoulder "You never told me your name" to which I smirked and replied "You never asked."
We both sat in the taxi and I officially thanked her and told her my name. She told me she was an ex cop in this town until she got kicked out of the force for not following orders. I asked permission to see one of her handgun and she handed it over to me. I was right! It was a Glock 22. It had a 17 round magazine and its a modified version of the Glock 17 to fire .40 S&W ammunition. Both of the Glock's were identical except that one had a flashlight accessory while the other had a laser aiming module. The fact that she could hold two handguns at a time was very cool indeed. I should learn from her how to handle two handguns...after I learn how to handle my own M4.
"These Devil's Cerberus are nothing compared to 'The Infected'. "
'The Infected'? Wonder what those are..
"The Infected. They're a new breed of soldiers that the military started cloning for one purpose and one purpose only, to kill the enemy. As you might expect, these experiments started going wrong and they started going rogue and disobeyed orders. They killed everyone in the military who wasn't one of them. What really happened is still a mystery. Some say some kind of virus got into their bloodstream and corrupted their mind. Others say there's someone controlling them and that it was intentional for them to go rogue and disobey military orders. I think that both of those stories are kind of correct but hey, how would I know right? That's why this town is so quiet all the time. People are scared to go out of their houses, who knows.. what if they come and kill them while they're walking around the streets. I heard reports of mysterious people appearing now and then. I'm sure it's them!"
Took me a while to swallow all that info. It might just be a rumour or some kind of myth but after seeing those mutated dogs, I'm not so sure anymore.
"What an interesting story. You sure it's not just some myth or some kind of.."
I couldn't finish my sentence before I saw a mysterious figure in the distance. It had a human figure and looked quite unusual. It seems like that person was holding a gun or something.
"You don't believe my story? Well look for yourself" and Leslie pointed to the figure. It was coming closer and I could feel my hands start shivering.
"TAKE COVER!" Leslie said and pulled my head down.
Bullets started flying. We were being attacked by this.."Infected" The taxi's windows started breaking and the body of the taxi was starting to fill with holes. Shards of glass shattered everywhere. Damn shit, wonder how I'm gonna get out of this alive..
To be continued..
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