Get to the Boat

The Bounty Hunter took in his surroundings. This ship had seen better days. So had the crew.

“Where’re we heading?”

Slugface, now at the ship’s wheel, turned to Lawdog. The look in his eyes passed command to the Sergeant.

“Where to, Captain?”

As the Rusty Widow left the docks behind, Captain William Kervan looked out over the sludge of the Sump Sea.

He knew it didn’t matter where they went next.

“Anywhere…”

“Not Marv’s.”

Tossing the autopistol to the side, he sprinted toward the edge and leapt into the air.

Odell turned from the horde to see the jump. Flapping turned to flailing, screams turned to silence.

Slugface watched Bobby crunch down onto the dock’s edge. The heroic Juve now impaled on a safety cone, leaking into the Sump.

As the boat set sail, Sergeant William Kervan raised his gun to end the poor boy’s suffering. They were the lucky ones, those that had a quick death that day.

“Cannon Fodder” Bob crossed the tops of the shipping containers, trying to get to the boat. He got as close as he could, but the dock below was a mass of staggering, plague-infested lost souls.

“Help.”

The Bounty Hunter was no sailor, but he knew those ropes needed cutting to free the boat. He got to work as they shambled closer.

Looking up at the Juve, Slugface judged the height and distance. It didn’t look good, but he answered the lad’s plea.

“Can you fly, Bobby?”

Lawdog took up his position on the rear-mounted harpoon, skewering several zombies with one shot. This didn’t even seem to slow the tide.

“Start the engine, go go go.”

A short burst of autopistol fire, and a Scavvie fell from his hiding place. The Juve had made it to the docks.

Odell, out of ammo and out of ideas, drew his knife and joined the frantic melee on board the boat.

“Take it down, take it down.”

As the Scaly turned to strike at Lawdog,

Slugface staggered up and plunged the chainsword into the beast, tearing through its flesh and covering the deck with blood.

At point blank range, Lawdog emptied his autogun into it. Some rounds punched through; the Scaly slumped to the floor.

A large group of zombies lay between Bob and the boat. He took to the towers and walkways to travel over the carnage below.

Deadeye watched as two sailors reached a boat, only to see the Scaly charge on board after them. He had no choice but to follow the terrifying green mutant.

Slugface got to the boat, but the Scaly got there too. It sent him flying to the deck as it smashed on board.

Lawdog grabbed the nearest gun from the ship and opened fire. His aim was true, but the bullets bounced off the creature’s thick scales.

Bob was not the sharpest tool in the box, but it was clear: the only way to escape was that boat!

Returning fire at the Scaly with no success and low on ammo, the Bounty Hunter decided to make a dash for the boat.

Ploughing forward, the chainsword-wielding mutant seaman reached the docks and had a near miss as a harpoon whizzed past him.

The Sergeant was now hot on Slugface’s heels. He barked out orders like a man of authority. The horde was swarming into the docks, the Scavvies continued to fire down at them, and time was running out.

“Cannon Fodder” Bob crawled out from under a market stand. There was no sign of the Captain or crew. He hadn’t planned to become a boat hand, but a Juve has to make creds.

Deadeye Odell went running and gunning down the main path to the docks. A large, rusty harpoon brought his charge to an end as it struck the bulkhead next to his head. The Scaly’s shot only narrowly missed the Bounty Hunter.

With the roar of a chainsword, two mutant Scavvies became lots of little bits of mutant Scavvie.

“Get to the boat, get to the boat.”

The Sergeant trailed behind his crewmate, making sure to keep a safe distance. Well-placed shots stopped anything getting too close.

With a gap carved in the zombies, the miner climbed down, running as soon as his feet hit the ground. Bullets rained down around him, but it was the clawing hands and biting teeth that got him.

Deadeye Odell was briefly caught off guard as zombies grabbed him from behind. After fending them off and seeing the fate of Philo, he turned for the docks.

Slugface reached the container yard of the docks, only to be met by two large mutant Scavvies. One cut off his path as the other attacked from behind.

The Sergeant almost reached the yard before he attracted the attention of the horde, now forced to run with the plague zombies closing in.