I took a truck from the power plant to drive toward the town hall. A swarm of infected caused the truck to burst into flames, forcing me to leap off a bridge right before it exploded. Swimming clear, I boarded a nearby military convoy searching for ammunition and an access card.
I decided to head toward the town hall to check on the sheriff and the rest of the group. To make the journey safely, I used overhead electrical wires to zipline across the district, landing near the power plant where a truck had been left behind.
Since it was already nearly nine in the morning, I started the engine immediately, plowing past a few infected as I pulled out onto the main road. A booster infected sprinted straight into my path, and I ran him down.
Wanting to preserve the truck's durability for the long haul, I did my best to steer cleanly along the highway, actively avoiding the roaming crowds on the route.
As I approached the town hall approach, another booster leaped onto the rear of the truck. Seconds later, a line tore beneath the frame, leaking fuel across the engine block and causing the vehicle to stall.
A vomiter positioned along the road immediately doused the stalled vehicle in corrosive spit, attracting a massive horde that surrounded the truck. As the infected pounded against the bodywork, flames burst from under the hood.
Knowing the truck was seconds away from exploding, I scrambled out of the truck and jumped over the edge of the bridge into the water below.
The truck detonated directly above me, the shockwave hitting me in mid-air as burning infected tumbled over the railing into the river alongside me.
I surfaced in the water, bruised but alive. A few dead infected fell beside me. Spotting an abandoned military convoy parked along the bridge span ahead, I decided to climb up to check the vehicles for spare ammunition.
I swam to the shore and ran back to the bridge that looked thin of infected as most of them died from the explosion. I immediately took down a distracted infected from behind with a stealth kill.
A second zombie charged from behind, forcing me to draw my melee weapon and swing violently to clear the path.
Moving through the wreckage, I was surprised to find that the immediate perimeter around the main transport was completely clear of hostiles.
I approached the rear doors of the military truck, but a digital lock blocked the handle. Realizing I needed a security pass to open the doors, I began searching the surrounding area for a fallen soldier who might still have the access card.
I'll show what happens next later.
I personally took all the screenshots from my play and I used a logo of the game from online to use in the thumbnail.
This is Pikachuuuuu signing off. Over and out.
