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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:45 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:48 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 2:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 2:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 6:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 6:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:15 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 3:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 9:38 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 12:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 2:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 5:06 pm
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Maryse watched as a man in an SAS uniform got out of the Humvee and walked toward them. He seemed cautious, yet confident, as he approached. He was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see his face, but there was a big blue hand print on it, which gave him a certain character.
"Get your gun ready," Richie said, "We can't assume they're friendly just because they flashed back." Maryse agreed, but she didn't draw her Beretta. Instead, she reached for Richie's M4 and held it at ready. The M4 was based on the M16 and designed to enable a soldier operating in close quarters to engage targets at extended range with accurate, lethal fire. She'd never fired one before. She really hoped she wouldn't have to. She really hoped he meant them no harm. He was a soldier. He had been trained to kill, quickly and efficiently. They were no match for him.
The man tapped on Richie's window and signaled for him to roll it down, then asked for their identity cards. Maryse cocked her head slightly to the side, visibly confused. Was this guy crazy? Was he actually expecting them to carry identity cards when the whole world had come crumbling down around them?
Maryse was about to speak when the man noticed the M4 in her hands. "Ma'am, please put the rifle on safe and take the clip out," he said, "If you shoot me, that minigun in the Humvee will tear this car to pieces. So I advise you to heed my warning." Maryse considered saying no, but she didn't want to risk it, so she did as he asked, keeping her icy green eyes on him all the while. She switched the safety on, removed the clip, and set the M4 on the floor.
"We don't have any identity cards," she said, "We didn't think we'd be needing them for the zombie apocalypse." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 5:18 pm
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