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 * The Escape


 * A fan-fic of sorts


 * The sounds of the APC drowned out the noises of the infected outside. The driver took a deep breath and looked through the viewing slot to his sleeping passengers.

An old man, a biker dude, a buisness man, and a girl who looked like he wasn't much older than himself, all sleeping peacfully despite what they had been doing just hours before. He saw the sign for the base up ahead and turned on the radio. "This is echo bravo, requesting a decon tent to be set up for four, in about 30 minutes" "Roger that echo bravo, we should be ready about then. Did you manage to find any munitions while you were out?" "Affirmative base, i found ammo for most of the weapons and the four i found have a few weapons with'em."

Half an hour later, echo bravo pulled up to the first gate around the base, watching as infected after infected was taken out by snipers and pulled in. Once the infected that managed to get in were killed, he entered the main complex. The complex was a massive army base shielded by a massive wall that even a so called 'Tank' infected would have trouble breaking. He opened the viewing slot and told his passengers to wake up and get out. Once they were in a decontamination tent, he got out of the armored transport. As he walked away, a hand emerged emerged from beneath and was promptly shot by a sniper.

A few days later, Bill, Francis, Louis, and Zoey were being questioned by the base's commander. "So, tell me again about this infected." He slid a few pictures of a bloated infected over to the four. "I've told you a thousand F-ing times already, its a boomer. It sort of vomits a liquid that attracts the rest of the bastards to whoevers hit with it. It also explodes the shit all over when it dies." Said Bill, who was at this point very annoyed. "Its fat, slow, noisy, and easily killed, almost like yourself." He said to the commander. The commander himself was about 5'1, looked almost like a ball physique-wise, and had short, cropped red hair. "Very well, i can tell your time out there has repressed your manners a bit, we'll continue a little later." He stood up and walked out and the four survivors did as well. "Almost makes me wish we'd been killed by those damned infected" Bill said as they headed to the living area. "This is why i hate the military. They're all a bunch of power-crazed ass-holes." Francis added, his own mood wasn't any better than Bill's. "Hey, at least we escaped, right? Anyways, lets get some grub, i'm starvin." Louis added, trying to get his friends into higher spirits. Zoey remained quiet, as she had been since their rescue from the farm.

In a seperate part of the complex, the commander spoke with the one who'd brought the survivors there. "So, you were under orders to just look for supplies, why the hell did you risk compromising this facility to rescue these people?" "Because, sir, i was trying to save as many people as i could, besides if they were gonna turn, they would've on the way here." "We have no real evidence to suggest that it always happens that fast, for all we know, they could turn now and though i'm sure we could take them out quickly, who knows how many people would be killed." "That was a risk i was willing to take. Besides, from what they've told me, they've been fighting those things for months, they ain't gonna turn." "Be that as it may, you are now demoted to sniper duty. Have fun. Now leave." Echo bravo saluted the commander and left, feeling like he barely dodged a bullet in there. "That supid f-ing idiot, why hes immune i'll nev-" Suddenly, an alarm starting blaring all around the base. That alarm could mean only one thing......the infected had breached the walls.

The survivors were walking back from lunch when they heard the alarms going off. A soldier dressed in full fatigues came running up to them, they recognized him as the one who had rescued them a few days ago. "We need to get you and the rest of the civilians out of here, now." "Son, you should know us better than that. You'll need as many people as possible to help you guys. Just give us weapons and we'll help you out." Said Bill in his most serious voice. He reached into the pockets of his newly repaired jeans and pulled out cigarette and lit it. "About god damned time we got some more action" Said Francis, who pulled a pistol out of his boot that he'd managed to sneak past security. "All right. The armory is just around the corner here. And by the way, call me Allen." Said their new ally. They quickly turned the corner, just in time to see a tank run into view, attacking a small group of troops. The crushed remains of at least three soldiers were scattered around it, with blood and limbs all over the place. "We need to get into that armory, now!" Bill said as he picked up a grenade and tossed it at the tank, hoping to stumble it.