..2 experienced capable Glock 20 shooters...
..dozens of empty magazines & hundreds of shell casings at their feet..
..ears ringing from the almost constant gunfire..
Mouths dry...& tasting bitter from the gun smoke of all the rounds rapidly expended..
..bone tired & thirsty beyond belief..
..but cannot spare even a moment to even uncap their camelbaks.
A circular pile of pieces & parts made up over 100 individual zombie's brains & skulls within a 7 yard radius...
..about the limited range for accurate head shots under these conditions..
..the gut turning smell mixing with & sometimes overpowering the acrid smell of burnt gunpowder..
..literally a small lake of decaying goo & putrefied brains underneath them!
It has been a glorious battle..
..an epic struggle well fought..
..caught in the open while foraging...
..where did they all come from!
The battle lasted until after dark...
..only the partial moon & the muzzle flashes to briefly illuminate the next undead attacker..
.. cranial cavities turned to mist with high velocity 10mm slugs of pure hand-cannon power..
..but the sounds of battle ringing out like a dinner bell to any zombie within miles!
The zombies finally seem to be thinning..
..no longer the waves of undead previously engaged..
..YES... we might actually walk away from this..
.. & live see another sunrise!!
Just as that thought was being savored..
..my stomach turned at the sound of my bud's slide locking back..
..accompanied by the words..
But the horror being..
..also on the last mag..
..& only 2 rounds left in it!
2 gunshots rang out...then silence..
..other than the grisly sound of flesh being torn asunder..
..and the moans of the undead!
Their heroic final battle would not go untold..
..as 100 yards to their southwest..
..downwind to the carnage & perched in a tree..
..was a lone prepper.
He had also heard the sounds of battle..
..and had arrived just in time to witness the finale!
During the epic struggle for survival of the 2 shooters..
..from the sound he would have bet were full house 10mm loads..
..he was silently & stealthily engaging the undead from his perch..
..trying to clear a path to his position with his suppressed, IR laser sighted 5.7x28mm
The sounds of battle were especially intense..
..especially thru the amplified Peltor Earmuffs..
..and visually...the battle took on a surreal quality..
..bathed in the green glow of the head worn, lightweight Gen III+ MiNi-14 Nightvision Mini-Monocular..
..the muzzle flashes being especially intense & unsettling!
Thru the spare PVS-14A Gen III+ MUM with 3X Multiplier...
..used to reconnoiter the scene & area just before & after arrival..
..the battle was even more intense..
..to the point of witnessing the determined expressions on their faces..
..bathed in sweat!
He would have loved to have joined up with the 2..
..but despite his best efforts..
..and even with quickly cutting down a swath of the undead to less than 30 yards to the surrounded pair..
..it was over way too fast & unexpectedly..
..mere seconds after the pair finally ran out of ammo!
Doubtfully they knew he was even there..
..as the AWC L.S.S. combined with the subsonics were so quiet..
..the loudest sound by far was the sickening thud of the impact..
..amplified by the Peltors!
But as he witnessed their heroic last stand..
..he would tell their final story to other survivors..
..so their sacrifice will not be in vain..
..& the song of their defiance of the horde of undead can be sung..
..to inspire others to resist & overcome!