Swat &: Riot Pack (iwbms 41.50) (04.02.2021)

The line surged forward. To his left, a recruit in a bulky swung a lead pipe, shattering a skull that had pressed too close to the gap. They moved as a single unit, a wall of black Kevlar and grit carving a path through the throng. Every inch was bought with sweat and the mechanical efficiency of the pack.

The dead were coming. They drifted out of the morning fog, a sea of gray skin and torn flannel. Miller raised his , tapping it rhythmically against the heavy riot shield . The sound was a dinner bell, and the horde answered with a collective, guttural roar. Swat & Riot Pack (IWBMS 41.50) (04.02.2021)

"Phalanx formation," Miller hissed over the low moan of the wind. The line surged forward