Rezilin turned back and shouted at A.J.<br/>"Don't you dare give up soldier!  We're not gonna get infected!  Even if I have to carry your ass there myself!"  He shouted at the top of his lungs.  Up ahead he could see the gas station.  He could also see a rather large robot looking like thing aiming at him and A.J.<br/>"Just... a little... bit farther..." He stopped and whirled around again, the zombies were much closer now, barely a football field away.  He brought up his rifle and swept it back and forth.  The gunshots carried far and loudly.  And he reloaded as he quick as he could.  A voice spoke through his helmet radio, it barely registered with him as he howled defiantly at the zombie horde.  Just as the second magazine emptied, his left arm shot out and aimed towards a nearby building, the grapple line lanced straight out and clamped down onto the hard bricks.  He ascended quite easily and clambered over the roof top.  He kneeled and looked down upon the undead horde.<br/>"This is for Jason..." He let his FN hand from its sling and pulled out his M14.  At this range and with the sheer number of targets it was impossible to miss.  He didn't even bother to look down the scope as he simply pulled quick single shots, trying to draw the attention of the horde and buy A.J. the extra time he needed.<br/>"General if that big shiny friend of yours is gonna do something!  HE BETTER DO IT NOW!"  He shouted over radio as his M14 kicked his shoulder violently again and again.