More than a dozen Vanguard soldiers poured from the dark recesses of the Solt Warehouse.
Sergeant Wallace led the frantic charge down the concrete ramp toward the towering gray fortress. The men hid inside the cold storage lockers when the Alpha mutants originally breached the facility. The sudden arrival of the Leviathan and the deafening roar of the railguns offered a fragile window of escape. They abandoned their hiding spots and sprinted for the open airlock doors.
The window of survival closed before half the squad reached the street.
A terrifying chorus of feral shrieks echoed from the narrow alleyway bordering the loading docks. Hundreds of infected zombies bypassed the pulverized remains of the front line and flanked the retreating soldiers. The beasts dropped from the rusted fi
