everywhere. Blood and gore covered the concrete they stepped over. They looked ahead and saw running corpses heading straight for him and his squad. They began firing rounds at many of the undead. Miller and his squad soon met up with Jake and assisted in battling the overbearing hoard.
"There's too many of them!" Miller shouted. "This base can't take much more, so we need to get these civilians out of here! I called for a Black-hawk to meet my team at the shipyard in Portsmouth within two hours. I need you and your men to go to the helipad and see to it that the choppers evac safely. Then you need to get out of here!"
Jake and his squad made their way to the helipads, firing at any decomposing zombie that crossed their path. They were not far from the pad when Jake saw zombies chasing Cassandra and Dylan. The squad began to open fire and eliminated the group of zombies chasing the two.
"Cassandra! Dylan!" Jake exclaimed. "How come you're haven't evacuated yet?!"
"Those things just tried to kill us!" Cassandra screamed.
"Follow me, and don't look back!"
Jake gave the order for covering fire around Cassandra and Dylan as everyone made their way to the last Black-hawk that was still grounded. The pilot stopped the group.
"Whoa!" The pilot ordered. "Not all of you will be able to fit on this chopper, Petty Officer! Two of you will have to stay behind!"
"Get these two on the chopper!" Jake ordered, referring to Cassandra and Dylan. "I'll stay behind with whoever won't fit! There's another Black-hawk that's supposed to be waiting at the shipyard in Portsmouth! If I'm not there within two hours, leave without me!"
"Yessir!" the pilot replied.
Jake turned his eyes to Cassandra. "I already know where you guys are heading to! If you leave Portsmouth before I get there, then I'll see you again in Fort Benning, Georgia!"
Jake and Petty Officer Third Class Matthew Stewart stayed behind on base. As the chopper took flight, Cassandra took one last look at Jake. Once the Black-hawk was gone, Jake and Matthew reloaded their weapons and proceeded to rendezvous with Miller and his squad. When the two arrived to the battleground, Miller was surprised to see them.
"Riley!” Miller yelled. “I gave you a direct order to get out of here!"
"Rescued some more survivors!" Jake replied. "The evac choppers were already gone, and not all of us would fit! Me and Matthew stayed behind so they could evacuate!"
With that, Miller gave the order to push the onslaught back. Miller, Jake, Matthew, a handful of sailors, marines, S.W.A.T. and national guardsmen, including Corporal Jeremy Polanski, Gunnery Sergeant Brandon Peterson, and Private Arnold Lancaster, bunched up together to hold back the zombies. However, the undead were too strong, and they were everywhere. One that was crawling grabbed a sailor's feet and tore into his tendons, causing him to topple over the crawler, becoming its meal.
"We've got to find a way out of here!" Miller shouted.
Jake tried to