<b>RE: come take a look!</b><br/><br/>The lead soldier froze in amazement as an armored bus rolled in, guns blazing. A monster of a man was standing on the top of the bus, flinging meat hooks down into the horde and pulling them up, only to kill them seconds later. Soon, the entire horde was dead on their feet, most of them missing heads and various other body parts. The rest of his crew came downstairs, smiling as what just happened sunk in. Trent moved forward slinging his gun over his shoulders, eyeing the wall of flesh that stood with deadly looking swords in each hand. "Heh, we weren't doing so good 'till you lovely folks showed up." He flipped the visor of his helmet up, flashing her a brief smile. Dezy and the others came out of the house, visors up and grinning like they were high as hell. "This is my crew. Mike the medic, Dezy the Demo guy, and James, our heavy gunner. I'm pretty sure they're thankful for you guys coming in when you did, but right now they don't seem to be able to talk."<br/><br/>He smacked one of the guys in the back of the helmet before stepping completely out of the house. Boy, it was a mess out here. "We just came out of the military base. The whole place was crawling with these little bastards. We're the only guys that seem to have made it out in one piece." He shrugged, shaking his head. Suddenly, one of his guys tapped Trent's shoulder, looking a little panicy. "Sir, if we're going to go, we'd better haul ass outta here. I think that thing we saw back at base is following us." The ground shook a little, and a monster roar could be heard in the distance. "Fuck.... fuck fuck fuck....... You guys going anywhere away from here?"