How i became a Zombie Slayer

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CHAPTER I

I was out in the wild for days. I took out from the coast and headed North, passed Pusta, staroye, went all the way up for Kranostav. On my way i geared up, fancy backpack, M9, AKM, commando stuff etc. I carefully avoided all towns, just took a peak at the fartest house to get my favourite beans, zombies were too terryfing. So after a few days of wandering in forests in search of q single abandoned houses I decided to pay a visit to NW airfield. I creeped all the way to tower, passing right next to ex-soldiers, dead cops just to notice some bandid made it his home - he was on guard, with scoped rifle on his shoulder, scanning area with binocs for his next victim. I left dissapointed, and in lopatino headed south.

The party began when I hit Myshkino.

As usually I carefully approached the treeline to scan for easy loot when I suddenly spotted crouched figure slipping past the trees about half klick from me. It was first person I saw in a days so I watched him fascinated. Is he friend or a foe? What is he doing? Where is he going? From where? All those questions were flowing through my head as I stalked him using my binocs. He was acting reasonably, keeping his pace slow, avoiding Zeds with gun lowered - a pro. "Ah, the hell" I said to myself and made contact. "Hey, I see you, dont move" - I yelled. The figure froze. "I have my gun lowered, dont shoot. Im friendly" - he yelled back. And that was it - no fireworks, no rainbows n shit, we were just standing there observing each other, too affraid to move closer. After few tense minutes and few more words we finally met up and planned a our path. He's name was Dam. I let him lead the way (ha, no one wants a knife in his back, right?) and we lifted of to a mall in Zelenogorsk. Honestly, I was paying more attention to his gun direction than to Zeds around us, but we made it to the market without any troubles. Ah, heaven, my fav' beans were all over the place! We slowly started to fill our backpacks, crawling on the floor as undead were walking by the windows. Suddenly one of them (lets call him Mr Zeddy) turned in our direction and walked into the store as he was there just to grab some snacks. In hurry we crawled our way to a backroom. My friend pulled out the map and I started to please my eyes with the content of my backpack. Out of nowhere Mr Zeddy was 2 m away, standing in the doors leading to shop. We froze in a second. He grunted, sniffed the air and moaned louder. Oh, I could tell he was angry! After his first step towards us a Winchester bullet ripped his chest and he fell to the ground. Now they were onto us. Moaning and screaming was all around us, the room filled with footsteps and grunting. We're screwed. Without thinking we opened backdoor and made a run for it. Two bullets from my AK-47 got two of them, but quick look was enough to understand that we dont have a chance. I grabbed my smoke grenade and throw it into huge wave of undead behind us. Green smoke filled the air and I almost felt reliefed, but then more of them made it to the party, just more and more coming, revealing from the smoke. I fired two more shots just to slow them down and started sprinting. Not a single thought in my mind was about my new friend, just run, run, run, run. For the last time I looked back and the view was terrifying: undead were on my tail. A LOT of them. I kept running.

TO BE CONTINUED IF ANYONE ACTUALLY READ THE WHOLE THING (and liked it) ;)

Sorry for my not-so-good English.

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