Characters In Call Of Duty Zombies の小説・ストーリー

Killian: “Sergio Diaz, just the man that I was looking for.” I said, glaring at the man before shooting one of his bodyguards. The man’s body fell, hitting the ground as blood poured from his head. Vladimir did the same to the other one, watching as he fell to the ground, taking his last breath before Sergio had time to process what was going on.

"Hazel, you know that you have an injured leg. Just wait for us back at the base. Don't worry. I'll take good care of your dad for you." Curtis stood at the farthest back of the team. He looked like he wanted to say something, but thought better of it and kept his mouth shut. The wave of zombies was a lot worse than expected. The sea of rotten green zombies easily crossed the first level of defense like it was nothing. Curtis' blade was starting to get dull, and the wound on his shoulder wouldn't stop bleeding profusely. He suddenly saw that Dad was being cornered off a cliff by three zombies, and the ground was crumbling beneath his feet. Meanwhile, Archer was also surrounded by another gro

* * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: SHADOW GANG MEMBERS Zoe Stone – Leader Draven – Zoe’s Beta Lyra – Draven’s sister Seris – Draven and Lyra’s adopted sister Kael – Third in command Damon – Fourth in command

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

The helicopter closed its hatch swiftly. We watched helplessly as it flew away. The zombies roared as they surged forward, and we opened fire immediately. "Damn it!" A hot-tempered squad member, Tom Gardner, lost it. He spun to shout at Ryan and Clara. "Are you happy now? We're all going to die because of you two! You said she was going to get the reagent, right? Where is it? "All I see is a damn makeup bag! And you got yourself dolled up? For what? Are you getting your face ready for lying dead in your casket?"

Through the scope, I could clearly see Emilia's face. She had lost weight. There were heavy dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were cracked and bleeding. But she was still commanding, still fighting, and still the unyielding "Captain Campbell". Only this time, her team was falling apart. A high-tier zombie broke through the fire line and lunged at a young soldier. Emilia turned and shot at the zombie, hitting it squarely in the shoulder, but the bullet didn't stop it. The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere.

Another male speaker takes over the stage. The audience raises their fan boards, ready to fill fire and fuel to the stage. Roughly count, half of the zombies in the arena side with the lord's child. The only one who truly supports Akira is his one and only friend and a stranger named Soo-ho, secretly praying for his success. The speaker coughs a quick whiff before advancing his announcement. "Here! On the left side! Vladimir Petrov, the first in line heir for the Crown's Estate! One of the strongest and the youngest fighter, known by the world! Shout out to our Cham.pi.on! "

[Name: Jake Maddox] [Race: Human] [Status: Healthy] [Sanity: 100/100] (Note: Below 30, suicidal thoughts. Below 20, auditory hallucinations. Below 10, total madness.) [Mind: 5] (Note: Average adult value. Higher Mind = better sanity resistance and faster recovery.) [Physique: 5] (Note: Composite of speed, strength, and defense.) He'd spent all yesterday hunting—over two hundred zombies killed. Every kill dropped loot. Universal Fuel was the most common drop, followed by food. Medicine was the rarest.

As long as he profited, he had no complaints. Next up is Marc. If Killian had the opportunity to choose among the four individuals, Marc would undoubtedly be his top pick. Marc, an exceptionally compassionate alpha, held a profound concern for the well-being and health of the citizens. He tirelessly implemented numerous regulations that greatly assisted impoverished families and instilled hope in underprivileged children.