As we arrived at the tower, night had already fallen. The light from the jeep’s headlights shown down the long road that curved off in front of us as we pulled to a stop in front. Stepping out of the jeep I looked down the long road and stared in horror as I began to see the horde of creatures emerge from the darkness on either side of the road.
“Where the hell do they all come from? It’s a ghost town during the day,” one of the privates exclaimed as we gathered the gear and began stacking it on the inside of the gate. The zombies lumbered closer and closer as we continued to unload the jeep. The Gunny, being the battle-hardened veteran he was, immediately jumped into the bed of the jeep behind the M2 and began firing short bursts into the crowd.
“Gunny, behind you!” I screamed as I drew my pistol and began firing up into the crowd approaching us from the rear. The Gunny kept firing in his original direction as the two Privates and I unloaded into the approaching horde from behind. “Get off the gun and let’s go!”
The zombies were closing in now; several had fallen on the jeep as we shot them. I knew we didn’t have long left before we were overrun.
“Gunny, we have to go now!” I screamed as I grabbed him by the leg and began to pull. He turned around as he dropped the M2 and jumped from the jeep just in time to avoid a large hand smack into the weapon.
We continued to fire as we backed towards the gate. My back hit the wall and I turned around to release the mechanism for the gate only to see one of the Privates being grabbed and hauled off into the crowd. I screamed for him as I reached out, only to be pulled back by the Gunny.
“He’s gone! We have to go!” The Gunny yelled at me as he pulled me backward. I continued to fire as we entered the compound. “We have to keep them out! Close the gate!”
I pushed on the back of the gate with all I had in me. The Gunny and the remaining Private kept firing through the opening, driving back the creatures. I pushed harder as I felt it move slightly. I knew this was a losing fight, so I pulled my rifle up and began firing through.
The onslaught relented slightly, allowing me to press the gate forward enough to latch into the lock. With a few more shots, I was able to turn the locks and secure the gate. We had done it, but the fight wasn’t over. The moans and shrieks from the other side of the wall became louder as more and more zombies piled forward on top of the dead bodies, both consuming them and climbing over them. We backed up towards the building keeping our rifles up, expecting the creatures to climb over the wall.
I knew it was only a minute reprieve; we didn’t have long left before they either toppled the wall, or climbed over. I looked over in time to see the outer door open up and several of the marines come spilling out, rifles in hands and a box of grenades carried between them.
“Heard you guys might need some help,” one of them said as he ripped the top off the plywood box and began passing grenades out to us.
“Couldn’t have come at a better time,” I replied, pulling the pin from one and lobbing it over the wall. I wasn’t alone, the others had done the same as several seconds later we heard the loud explosions from the grenades echo against the concrete buildings. We continued to throw until we ran out of the small, round explosives.
I looked up after I realized we didn’t have anymore; still hearing the moans of the creatures and the shuffling of feet. Walking back to the gate to survey the damage, we peered through at an astonishing sight. The gate was still crowded with the Nibirans pushing against it. As we got closer we began popping rounds off into the large skulls of the closest of them. We reloaded several times, as the magazines we had only held thirty rounds each.
Finally after what seemed like forever we were able to look through the mass of them. All along the road were ripped apart bodies and blood smearing the ground from the zombies tearing into their own fallen comrades. The light from earth gave the area an eerie golden hue, but still provided enough light to allow us to know that the small peace we had just achieved, wasn’t going to last.