"Good, next!" I shouted.
An army of John Smiths now operated as a unit as we moved. A young cook and a Jamaican bouncer ran after us.
"My lord! Please wait!"
"Pixie, come here." I could see from one of my avatars that Delroy scooped up Pixie as he continued to run.
As we advanced, I saw a number of zombies approaching.
"Contact!" my voice shouted.
In the next moment our entire group stopped.
I dropped to my knees and aimed the F90 MBR in my hands. Careful not to be thrown off, I pulled the trigger on the SL40 grenade launcher.
"40mm firing!" x2
Another me yelled the exact same thing. Not long after, a 95mm HEAT warhead also flew.
"HEAT Inbound!"
Explosions rocked the desolate landscape as the zombies were hammered by the ordinance. A cloud of smoke and dust enveloped the area.