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Vuldrik sat on the top of a table he had pushed into the back of the room so he could listen, without really being seen.. His silver/bleach hair hanging in front of his face.. "Why don't we just keep moving the sniper closer? If we leave him in one building, we're leaving him to die. How will he escape the house he is stuck in, with his mutt, and a sniper? Against hundreds, to dozens, of the zeds." One of his legs was held tightly against his chest, his other hanging limply.. His right hand was twitching on the knife in his boot. "He would need protection, and an escape plan as well. The zeds are smarter then they look, you know... They can~~ Learn."

((He's the type of person that believes that zeds are more like.. Really primitive humans.. And that given the time, they could "Evolve" into an almost intelligent state.

"You. Are. A. Crazy. Idiot." He says. "Yelling is NOT required, you sack of rotten crap." He pulls his blade, testing the tip for a moment before sheathing it again.. "I say we kick him out before he attracts too many of the living dead to our hideout."

"Cawdor, get your head out of your a** and fire that rifle!" Master Sergeant Reynolds barked. Shiggs nodded and left the repairs he was making to the radio. He steadied his aim and squeezed the trigger, readying himself for the kick of the weapon. The scene was straight out of a Hollywood nightmare, zombies devouring and infecting the populace. It was like a tidal wave crashing against and eroding a rock. Any relief efforts were deemed failures and military forces were slowly but steadily being pushed back by the undead. Shiggs' C7 kicked back as rounds erupted from the weapon. He'd listened to the briefing, knew to shoot for the head. It calmed him slightly, knowing that they weren't indestructible, that they could be put down just like any other target. A scream emanated from his left and Shiggs swung his weapon around. Private Tennor lay on the ground, a zombie tearing at his throat. Shiggs fired, putting two rounds into the zombie's head and dropping it. Jenkins also lay unmoving a few yards away, dead, but he wouldn't stay that way for long.

"Fall back!" Reynolds ordered. The remaining three members of the fire team backed away from the zone and attempted to flee the AO. Reynolds was devoured trying to give the other two a chance to get away. Corporal Mulls was crushed by falling rubble, pushing Shiggs out of it's path. Just like that he was alone against an army of the undead. His radio gear had been abandoned when they fled the AO, so he had no way to contact his superiors for orders. Shiggs took refuge in a sporting goods store, collecting a compound bow and arrows. He figured they would be easier to come by than military grade ammo, alot more silent too. As much as he would have like to stay Shiggs had to keep moving and find a more defensible location. When night began to fall Shiggs holed up in an apartment complex.

Reynolds voice echoed in Shiggs' head as his eyes slowly opened. Quickly he checked his surroundings, knife in hand. It seemed to be clear but he remained cautious as he grabbed his gear. Shiggs geared up, doing his best to ignore the protest of his muscles. Shiggs sighed and muttered profanities under his breath as he put his helmet on and did up the clasp.

"Gotta get in touch with command, I'm ******** blind out here on my own" Shiggs muttered as he collected his C7 and fixed the bayonet. It would benefit him greatly if he could avoid using up all of his ammo, and make less noise. Shiggs exited the apartment via the fire escape and slowly made his way down to the ground. Snow crunched under his boots as he landed and began walking. He kept low, his rifle at his shoulder and moved out of the alley. "Gonna be a long day" he mumbled to himself.

((We got survivors to rescue boys and girls. We gonna move out or what?))