The group managed to make it back to their base, but they were followed by a horde of Infected. The creatures relentlessly pursued them, their bloodcurdling screams echoing through the empty streets. The survivors ran as fast as they could, but they knew they couldn't outrun the Infected forever.
When they finally reached their base, Alex quickly organized the group, telling them to fortify their position and prepare for the imminent attack. They used whatever materials they had on hand to barricade the windows and doors, hoping it would be enough to keep the Infected out.
The group huddled together in tense silence, listening as the Infected drew closer. The sound of shuffling feet and growling became louder and louder until it was deafening. Suddenly, one of the barricades was smashed open and a horde of Infected flooded into the room.
The survivors fought back with all their might, using whatever weapons they had at their disposal to beat back the creatures. The room was filled with the sounds of gunfire, screams, and the sickening crunch of bones breaking.
Alex fought like a man possessed, his muscles straining with the effort of taking down as many Infected as he could. He knew that if they failed, the entire group would be torn apart and devoured. The stakes were high, and he was determined not to let his people down.
Despite their best efforts, the Infected continued to pour into the room. It seemed like they were never going to stop. Just when all hope seemed lost, a miracle happened. A group of survivors who had been watching from a nearby building arrived to help.
These newcomers were heavily armed and well-prepared, and they quickly joined the fight against the Infected. With their help, the survivors managed to beat back the creatures and push them out of the base.
The group was exhausted, their weapons battered and their bodies covered in blood and sweat. But they had survived. They had stood their ground and fought back against the Infected, and they had come out victorious.
Alex looked around at his people, seeing the exhaustion and relief in their eyes. They had faced death head-on and come out alive, and he was proud of every single one of them. They had shown bravery in the face of overwhelming odds, and he knew that they would continue to fight as long as there was breath left in their bodies.
As the survivors began to clean up the mess left behind by the battle, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over him. They had won this battle, but they were still far from safe. The Infected were everywhere, and the group's supplies were dwindling. They would need to find a way to survive, no matter what it took.
Alex took a deep breath and looked around at his people once more, his gaze steady and determined. They were in for the fight of their lives, but he knew that they could make it through. They had each other, and they had the will to survive. And that was all they needed.
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