User:JoeHanSon/Story

"Lighthouse squadron,report." A General said into a make-shift radio. Sir, were not holding out well! we have to pull out!"
 * "SOLIDER, the army's first and foremost duty is to protect the U.S citizens! now secure the lighthouse!": He was shouting, infected, his former battalion, slammed the door behind him.


 * "SIR, we cannot hold out! Get to the choppers!...wait...what the hell is that big one doing...it looks like its....OH MY GOD-" :Static. "Dammit" General John "Ringo" Pepper said to him self, and picked up his Desert Eagle,and turned to the door.

3 of them rushed in, he pulled off 3 shots, they stumbled back.

He turned back to the radio, needing to contact another line, the USS Abraham Lincoln, that was holding out off the coast of New Orleans. "Aug!" He felt fists on his back, he shoved the three infected back, and nailed one with a headshot. :" Dam body armor, too bad it does nothing to stop this Pandemic." He pulled out his Machete, he didn't know why he kept it, but it came in handy. He Sighed
 * " Guess i best be heading out, i hate Savannah" He walked outside, broad daylight, an odd setting for a zombie apocalypse, but a hell of a lot better than night time. He looked were his squadron was holding, and were the helicopter was supposed to be.
 * " ALLRIGHT! I'm allmost there, so close to freedom! WHOOOO-HOOO!" A man, he looked about in his twenteys, burst through the door from the nearby convenient store

" Yeeaaaaa....now were the hell is everyone, this is it, right, The Liberty Mall parking lot, right!?" He asked, seemingly to no-one.
 * " Yes, we were here, but the cowards dis-regarded a direct order from a commanding officer and took the chopper out, call me Ringo, and grab a weapon." Ringo grabbed a SCAR off the dead body of a solider. " We've got to get to New Orleans ."
 * "Why! Who are you!? Why the hell should i care and were are the godamm helecopters!?" The man shouted in rage.
 * "Hey hey lis- NO,YOU LISEN" he interrupted the general. "NO, YOU LISTEN, MY BROTHER JUST GOT CRUSHED TO DEATH BY A GODAMM GIANT, AND HALF OF HALF OF MY FAMILY IS ON THEIR WAY HERE TO EAT ME! SO GIVE ME SOME GODAM ANSWERS!" He finished, breathing heavily. "

"...." Ringo responded in silence, and handed his Magnum to the man. " What the hell am i supposed to do with this!? your supposed to be saving me, big military man! Listen here, my name is Tane M. WIlconson, i pay my dam taxes, and i deserve a little help now and then!"
 * Ringo grabbed something from a box,and attached it to his gun, a laser sight, and ammo, handing Tane some too. "Dammit! I wa- shut up allready, you just said you have infected after you, and unless you wanna wind up in their stomach, your going to shoot them."
 * a scream rang out, and a stock car flew out of the mall, making a huge hole, a massive zombie came,followed by the regulars. Ringo readied his weapon, and hit the big one square in the chest, igniting him as  he charged,then felled the others 3 by 3. " Oh shit....oh shit...oh shit." Tane stood their dazed "SHOOT DAMMIT!" Ringo's command shattered his trance, he fired wildly at the Tank, it was hard even for him to miss, he saw Ringo drop his gun and pull out a blade.
 * Ringo ran at the mob, assuming the Tank had burned out, slicing heads open everywhere.  "LOOK OUT!" Tane shouted  Ringo turned, there was the Tank...but it was not the tank, it had one large arm, and was barreling strait towered him.