72 Beyond the Barricade
There was no other choice. Paul handed the gun back to a flabbergasted Ames. He opened the system, selected his preferred fire skill, and delivered blow after blow of flames at the zombies below them, careful not to aim too close to the mechanism that continued to lift their beleaguered group aboveground. With Ames and Rip not knowing how to coordinate their positions—another proof that Ames wasn’t truly a trained soldier let alone a general—they almost came into contact with the fireballs Paul had been dispensing. At one point, the tail of a passing ball of flame singed Rip’s hair. “Hey!” he yelled angrily but Paul was too busy saving their lives to mind the other man’s invective. “Can’t this thing go any faster?!” Ames complained, kicking out at a zombie that managed to latch on to h
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