18 The Katanas Out of the Sheath (1/2)

With so many zombies swarming towards them from the front, Alex and Jay had to alternate reloading time to stop the zombies from getting too close to them. Everyone needs personal space, more so in a case like an apocalypse.

At the worst time possible, a ”clank” sound came from Alex's Kriss Vector.

”Reloading!” Alex shouted and went to retrieve a clip from Jay's backpack. In a panic seeing the zombies inching forward more, his hand slipped, losing the grip on the clip as he tried to shove it into the gun.

”I'm almost out too!” Counting as he was shooting, Jay also warned that he was only on a few bullets left before having to reload. ”Can one of you guys cover the front for a second!”

”No! They are also getting close at the back!”

”Busy! They all got over the fence and are climbing up now, I need to stay to pin them down!”

Both the back and side were in a stressful situation, unable to reinforce the front. At this urgent situation, if one side gives in, then all sides would fall.

Jay's mind was quickly spinning, trying to figure out the best solution as he counted down his last few bullets.

There were simply too many zombies, and as he emptied the last round in his clip, Alex only had time to grab a second clip but didn't have time to reload it in. He immediately took out his shotgun, firing the shells as he grabbed more from his pocket to load them in.

However, panicking, he didn't place the next set in properly, causing a jam at the hole he fed the ammunition in.

”F*ck!” Knowing full well that his screw-up just f*cked the entire group over, he could only drop his backpack full of ammo for Jay, grab the shotgun by its barrel, raising it over the arm, preparing to jump down to use it as a melee weapon.

He wasn't dumb. He knew full well what the consequence would be in the next few seconds if he were to ran down the roof swinging a shotgun in his hand.

With 4 to 5 zombies coming up together at once, he would be tackled up into pieces probably right after one or two swings and chewed up into pieces.

He only wished that he could buy some time for Jay to reload. If only he could buy them a few more seconds, Alex thought, just a few seconds so Jay could finish reloading.

He didn't mind dying first since they would all be dead if he didn't try to buy some time, and that was all he was thinking in his mind. It was to just buy a few seconds for Jay. He would be happier dying, knowing that his brothers might be able to survive because of his sacrifice.