Tower of the Undead

My company's truck comes to a stop, I hop off into the swamp next to the road. No biters in here at the moment. I am point this trip, dangerous ground ahead. Our mission is to reach the Tower; then defend it against them. Three miles through treacherous mud, trying to stay completely silent, slow going.

We made it - for now. From the base is stands 20 meters high. At 6 meters from the base flat slippery metal flares out to the ground so that it is impossible to climb up. There is only a single weak point where we can get in and up to the first platform. A small meter wide hole on the northern face. It creates a small chamber where a chewer ma have accidentally come in and wait in the dark. We call it the Death Pot = Here my job becomes forty times more dangerous.

Using my sonar goggles I check to see if there is any body in the death, I get readings for four large objects but I cannot see clearly if they are figures or stumps. Taking three quick breaths I kneel under gun ahead of me. I make it through the whole unmolested surfacing with my back against a wall. Only the water dripping off my body, and the beating of my heart echoes around the metallic chamber, and it sounds like beating rain. Removing a bobbing torch from my gear I press the button and toss it ahead of me, as well as a green glow stick in to the water ahead. As they hit a figure scrambles toward them. A single chewer, thank the heavens. I put two into its skull before moving up and over to the ladder in the middle of the room.

Hours later, we stand atop the Tower. Our radios screeching and hollering to gather them around us so that we can end their suffering. Thousands upon hundreds claw and stumble towards us. "Weapons at fire ready, Fire at will" Sergeant commands "You are Gamma Team 6, the coolest killers around" The only pep talk we need

Below us they trickle in, then begin flowing like a broken dam. Shots ring out for nights on end. We are ordered to stay longer, and so we get an air drop with more rations and rounds. Our fourth week there Amos is losing his mind because of the moaning, he puts a bullet in his head. Poor new guy, his first run and we do a month out. After this Sergeant makes us all wear our deafners along with our music.

Around mid-week five things became problematic. The bodies were piling up faster than we could get rid of them. We called in for a pick up but all birds were busy, only one boat was willing to come into this territory at night. We took it.

A solid moon was out this night, we had shut off the radio two days earlier so there were few chewers around. Our ride arrived a klick away, we had to hustle to it. As we climbed down and out of our Tower two things happened at the same time.
1. The Tower was hit by a helicopter, effectively throwing us from it
2. Our radio was smacked on, and the screeching blasted loudly around us
Hitting the muck I lost grip of my backpack but held onto my rifle. My night world got pitch as I was consumed by the water and mud. I stood sputtering and gagging from the sick sulfur. Franki and Dewey landed next to me, they were on their feet as well. Dewey had all his gear and weapon, but Franki only had his back pack.

Without a word we started making our way to the boat. We made it halfway there when they appeared. They were everywhere, surrounding us. We took our time making our shots count, we couldn't waste. We had six clips between us, each only holding 20 rounds for our main weapons. Our sidearms had single clips. Took us ten minutes to get within sight of the boat. Never seeing another member from our company along the way.

There was no one standing on the deck of the boat, so Franki remarked "They must be below decks all sealed up" Once upon the deck, we made our way to the main door. It was hanging open slightly with a rustling noise coming up from inside. Pulling my sidearm, I took point once again heading into the dark below.

(Sadly, i woke up before anything crazy happened. The differences in time/distances like "weeks, minutes, klicks, meters" were not actually gone through, but my mind felt like those were the times/distances that had passed. This was a really detailed one)