Chapter Two
Cleaning The Mean Streets
The Sniper team had gotten into position on the roof of a house. There were two snipers and two spotters. One of the spotters pointed out the area where the infantry would be moving up, and the other spotter was pointing out where the vehicles were going. The ultimate aim of this attack was to clear the area for a safe passage up to the bridge with a few hundred civilians. “Targets spotted near the cars. Engage and we’ll keep the big ones off your back, move into position when you’re ready.” The spotter clicked off the radio and pointed at the group of Ravagers poking around inside a broken down car. The spotter laughed as a grenade blew away two of them, the others squawked alarmingly and sprinted away from the car as more grenades detonated around it. A squad of men ran around a corner and fired at the three Ravagers. They fell in a splatter of green blood and dismembered limbs.
A screech came from behind the sniper team. Before any of them could even turn, a scream came out from one of the Spotters. He was suddenly dragged off the roof, a large streak of blood showing his passage. The others tried to stand, but another man was dragged off the roof, a Sniper this time. The remaining Spotter and Sniper, Huri and Yasagato. Huri pulled out a rifle and aimed at the edge of the roof. A single claw dug into the shingles. And a large, muscular body leapt up. Yasagato felt around for his sidearm, he dropped it off the roof in panic. Huri fired three bursts from his rifle; the first burst caught the demon in the shoulder. The second missed and the third managed to make a mess of the creature’s stomach. Guts tumbled onto the roof and the demon fell off with a wet thud. Huri lowered the weapon and ran to the edge of the roof; he looked down and could see a horde of the demons feeding on the two bodies of the sniper team. Huri fired down at them, killing three and making the others pounce up at his position, jaws snapping and spraying foamy spit at him. Huri fell back in fright and crawled up to Yasagato. The radio crackled next to them. “We need Sniper support, what the hell are you doing?! We’re taking losses!” Huri chanced a look down onto the street. The soldiers were being torn to pieces as they tried to get to cover. A soldier was dragged behind a partially broken wall as he held his intestines and screamed for his mother. The scene was like one from Hell...
A bang came from behind Huri. He turned and saw a demon hauling itself onto the roof; it gave an almost human groan and then stood before them. It raised its claws in an unmistakable posture of attack. It screeched and charged Huri and Yasagato. Huri raised the rifle, but not before he was knocked to the ground, the demon about to bite down on his Jugular. A loud bang came from the right, and the demons head exploded in a shower of gore. Huri was stunned. “Come on you idiot!” A hand raised him up from the roof. Yasagato sat and shook his head. “All we have are the sniper rifles, how are we supposed to fight them off with them?!” Huri looked around for his rifle. “It’s no use Huri... It got knocked off the roof.” Huri grabbed hold of the radio, as the snarls of the demons continued below them.
“Goddamn it! What do I have to do to kill these assholes!?” Corporal Himachi fired his rifle and killed a confused demon. A squad to his left was swarmed in a tangle of black bodies. Himachi fired at them, but they didn’t seem to be affected by the bullets as their tails swung around hungrily. Raw chunks of meat and ragged cloth flew into the air as the demons ate. “S*it!” Himachi turned and ran back to an armoured transport. It fired its heavy machine guns at the masses of demons as they charged down the street. A Sergeant waved Himachi over.
“Corporal! I’m raising men to go and rescue our sniper team. The transmission was garbled but we managed to figure out they have men down and they’re trapped. Report to the Colonel over there, he’ll sort you out.” The Sergeant turned and ran over to a squad who were shouting into a radio. Himachi ran over to a team of six men and the Colonel. “Okay, this is all we have to send. Corporal, get in with the group, you’re going now. The Snipers are trapped on a building a mile down the street. They need your help. Relieve them and bring them back here. As soon as possible, we don’t know how long we can hold this position for, so be quick about it. SOLDIERS! MOVE!” Himachi and the others sprinted down a side street, in single file.
Huri tried to climb down into the window. He almost lost his footing, until he was grabbed and dragged into the window. Yasagato clapped him on the back “You can screw yourself if you think I’m taking them on alone.” Huri just smiled and looked around. The room used to belong to a child. Toys littered the floor and the bed looked as though it had been run through with a chainsaw. Huri turned away from the sight on the wall. A miniature handprint, like that belonging to a child, was imprinted on the wall in blood. Huri opened the door and walked down the stairs, with Yasagato close behind. There were human bodies, tore apart on the floor. Huri gagged and held his hand over his mouth “Oh s*it! That f*cking stinks!” Yasagato cursed silently as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Then, a crash came from the kitchen, followed by the screeches of the damned, and their shadows as they played across the wall.
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