((Tad bigger then a pick up haha))
"About 16-17 gallons at most.. so we can go about 40-50 miles.."He moved up the street slowly laughing as some of the infected ran into the truck head first. "Wow we'll have this is control in no time." As he said that a car drove by quickly and stopped right in front of a "beast form." It leaped on top of the car and with it's mouth it ripped the roof of the car off and bit the driver's head clean off. Grabbing the body with it's mouth it threw it out and flipped the car.
(aren't you the driver?)
"Oh sh!t" Thomas screamed and got out his uzis, and started firing maniacally, The beast roared and jumped on him trying to pounce, He sidestepped it but got but by one of his teeth that was sticking out of his upper lip. He tried to fire but only heard an unsatisfactory click. He whipped it in the head with the hammer and then it kicked out of the back of the truck, but it definitely wasn't dead. "Drive!!" He yelled and bent over trying to nurse his arm.
((Wasn't us it was another car))
Derek hit the gas and sped past the creature that was now making it's way towards them. The large truck spurred to a high speed which made manuvering much harder. he gassed the truck as much as he could and made as sharp a turn as the truck could handle to try and get away.
(dont mean to take control)
Soon, Derek saw gunfire on the side of the road by a burning wreck of an APC. It was Sgt. O'Gara, with what remained of his squad, defending their APC from the parasitic infected. A parasite crawled up and leaped into one of O'Gara's men, causing him to scream with pain and fall to the ground. Before he could say anything, O'Gara stabbed him in the face with his bayonet, stopping him from becoming infected.
"Those damn parasitic baastarrds are tearing us up!"
He fired a burst of fire into another bug, splattering it everywhere. He was down to 2 men, the rest dead and missing. the other 2 men moved close to him, as they continued to hold them off
"Take this and shove it up ur arse!!!"
O'Gara nodded
"Don't have to tell me twice! lets go men!"
He stabbed another infected and sprinted to the truck, his 2 other men in tow. Brian leaped onto the back, and pulled the other man up. Just as the 2nd was getting on, he was pulled back by an Infected. O'Gara yelled back
"Floor it!" and shot a round into his head, putting the irishman out of his misery.
As the APC began to fade away, O'Gara removed his helmet, and held his comrade in an embrace, who began to sob. He looked at Derekand said
"We...we...were ambushed....our whole company....100 brave souls....gone. May god bless your sould comrade, for saving my life."
He straightened himself out, and put out his hand
"Sgt. Brian O'Gara, of the Irish Defense Force, at yar service"
"I'm Derek.. this is pretty much all of the survivors we found. You should have been in town in the initial outbreak... We're almost all that is left of the entire town." Derek kept his eyes on the road. "I noticed you have only been fighting human forms out here.. have you not come into contact with any other forms?"
"Well, we were doing a routine training mission on American bases when it happened. Our CO got orders from Dublin to stay put and help out. But we got ambushed bad...
Our first half got attacked by the original forms, and then they got infected and attacked us....those were the SOBs were were killin when you saved our arse. Other than that, no, we havent seen anymore."