February 2012
2 posts
The Scimitar fuel lasted us for just over 27 miles, I was suprised, the way my luck had been going I would have guessed it wouldn’t have gotten us half that, but we finally ground to a halt a mile and a half outside the town of Shrewsbury.
Packing all we could salvage into are bergen, we headed out into the town with the hope of reaching the army barracks located in the middle of...
‘BRING IT ON YOU GOD DAMN UNDEAD BAST…’
My screaming insult was cut short by the sudden eruption of machine gun fire. Ever seen what a 7.62 can do to a undeads head, let me tell you it’s not pretty.
I had left the my remaining section to try and salvage the Scimitar, but instead of tearing of anything of use they had managed to get it fixed, and in doing so had saved my...