Post by Noah on Jan 1, 2009 15:15:15 GMT -5
Kehllz stood up and pulled the triggers on his flares. He duel wielded them, aiming for the hospital, cycling through them rapidly. Soon, twenty flares were soaring towards the hospital. Kehllz knew that they probably wouldn't hit from five blocks away, but that wouldn't matter.
All around, other pkers were stationed on rooftops closer to the target, sneding flares toward the survivor haven. Soon, the building's upper stories were on fire, blazing in the night like a beacon. Survivors rushed out the door, taking chances to survive the zombies rather than face the fire.
As they rushed outside, they were prime targets for Kehllz. First one, then the next fell as their heads exploded with a .308 Winchester round zipping through them. Yes, this was most enjoyable.
All around, other pkers were stationed on rooftops closer to the target, sneding flares toward the survivor haven. Soon, the building's upper stories were on fire, blazing in the night like a beacon. Survivors rushed out the door, taking chances to survive the zombies rather than face the fire.
As they rushed outside, they were prime targets for Kehllz. First one, then the next fell as their heads exploded with a .308 Winchester round zipping through them. Yes, this was most enjoyable.