The battle against the massive Variant Zombie had long ceased to resemble an organized retrieval operation. What had begun with disciplined firing lines and clearly marked positions had spread across the warehouse compound in a violent storm of gunfire, fire, smoke, and collapsing steel.
Heavy machine guns mounted on the armored convoy thundered without pause, their barrels glowing faintly from sustained fire as dense streams of armor-piercing rounds struck the advancing creature's enormous body.
Rocket-propelled missiles streaked between warehouses and detonated against its torso with enough force to rattle every window still intact within the industrial district, while grenade launchers filled the spaces between those heavier strikes with sharp, rapid explosions.
