sochobbit

The town of staroye was silent, with a silence that would not last. I crept along a house wall keeping quiet and staying frosty. the sound that pierced the silence wasnt a shot or a groan, but a cough. Soon i saw a man dart from a house and the zeds were on him. With the help of two others they put down the small hoard that showed up. As they sat on the road below me at about 20-50 meters, something dark rose up in me. They had good equipment, equipment i would need if i was to meet up with my friends. With out thinking i raised my CZ 550, and fired. There leader dropped, and more zeds showed up, the other two put down the zeds and one ran down the hill. I lined up and shot the seconfld man in the back. A moment later the third man came back to help, he took a bullet to the head. Now i head south, with a heavy heart full lf guilt, and a heavy backpack, full of gear, ammo and supplies.

I ran across the sandy beach, and across the tracks and to the edge of the highway. I wanted to head north into the woods for some cover. I knelt next to the road to get my bearings and check my gear and supplies. As I counted the amount of makerov rounds left to about 4 clips, I heard the screams of the undead east downshore from me. Another survivor was running at full speed up the road with about 15 zeds on his tail. I ran into the road and shouted to the survivor to run to the side a bit, he got out of my way and I opened fire, he ran to my position and together we fired into the group. A couple of tense moments later the zeds were dead (again) and we were bandaged and fed. the survivor codename was Machete. We headed inland and found another survivor who didnt give his name. we made our way to a farmstead to check for supplies when shouting caught our attention, a man was running from the north with a good 20 zeds chasing him. He was in bad shape, bleeding and shaking, together the four of us climbed into the attic of the barn to hold up machete started to bandage the injured dude while noname and i fired on the zombies. soon i had no ammo. I watched helplessly as machete was grabbed and thrown from the attic to the barn floor. As the zombies swarmed him, we were able to regroup and help injured man, he got up and thinned out the hoard with his pistol, I found a CZ and point blank shot 10 zeds. Machete was dead, saved less then an hour ago, his death was the distraction we needed to survive. As the three of us left stood wondering what to do next, the injured man fell to the ground. we had helped him, but he had lost too much blood and lost all feeling. without anyway to help noname and I discussed what to do, either leave one of us as a guard while the other searched for blood, or...the unspeakable option. As the man woke up he tole us that there was no way one of us could guard him for long, and he didnt want to lay there and starve to death, he asked us...to put him out of his misery. I looked at noname, he had no ammo. I knelt next to the helpless man and thanked him for his help, and i was sorry we weren't able to save him, he replied with a feint "thank you". I put the barrel of the cz to his head, and closed my eyes, I sueezed the tigger... A little while later noname and I returned to the road, he wanted to meet some friends in Cherno, and I wasnt ready to meet other people at the moment after what I had done. I knew it had been for the best, but it was the first time I had shot a living human being. I gave my cz to noname he could use it to cover his friends on their retreat from Cherno. He gave me a winchester 1866 shotgun he found and 2 boxes of ammo, one slug, and one pellet. "Are you going to be all right" he asked. "Yes, I have supplies and ammo, I just need time away from people at the moment." He looked at me and nodded. "I understand." I walked up the hill, the sun was starting to settle behind the hills, I would make my way into the hills and find a hole or cave to sleep in. As I walked I thought about what had happened, Saving machete, Meeting Noname, Taking positions in the barn, meetting injured man, watching machete get torn apart, shooting the man...at this point I realized...I never knew his name...