Outbreak

I crouched by the window trying not to catch myself on the glass ridden floor. Outside, gunshots were erupting from every corner, every street and every house. Most of the men ranged from burly to titch and skinny, wearing nothing but torn rags and jackets. A group of them were taking cover behind a fence, not that it would do them much good. I really should have stayed on the ship....there was no sport to be found in exterminating these pathetic natives. Still, I had a job to do.

These things were relentless, raging machines. Always searching out human blood and flesh. Past encounters had shown me the sheer brutality of these monsters. A few months had past since the initial outbreak. I still remember the crowded hospitals at that time, not so long ago. Just came home once and switched on the TV to find out that marshal law had been announced by parliament. Then came the curfews, the anti infection broadcasts, the soldiers and finally the