Entered a town, bearing only 3 bullets of .30-03 ammo in a rifle. This was to deal with a Hulk I had glimpsed from afar, and the rapier by my side was for anything smaller.
Static spawn had only just been implemented, so I was nervous, but ready for anything. I worked my way through the deserted suburbs, creeping past house after house, waiting to spot a Z, my trigger finger itching.
On the edge of my map, I spotted a parking lot, and having dispatched a couple of straggling greens in a window, I thought it would be safe to creep through a couple of houses and check it out. Needless to say, I was not used to static spawn yet…
As my head popped out of the window nearest to the parking lot, my radar was suddenly flooded with every colour of the rainbow, including the dreaded blue Z. I shat myself with immediate effect, before running like fuck back the way I had come, two Hulks on my tail, tearing through walls behind me.
The Yakety Sax song kicked in, as I snorted and popped every drug I had on me, and then I realised… I was faster than the Hulks! I ran all the way down the high street, setting a series of molotovs for them to run through. Once I ran out (and they were nice and weak) I downed them both with nice, neat shots to the body. Nothing dramatic. Just a simple finisher.
That was when the necromancer showed up.
I shat myself with what little shit was left to shite, and foolishly decided to try and melee it to death, in case I missed with my last bullet (the drugs were running low by this point, so a raised Hulk with no bullets would be a death sentence). It raised the first Hulk at around about half HP, and I desperately hacked its remaining HPs away as it raised its arms to revive the second.
By the time it died, the beast was mere squares away from me. I drew my rifle, feeling some strange, new form of shite worm its way through my rectum, as if summoned in a time of desperate need, and closed my eyes. It was a square away from me when I squeezed the trigger (with 0 skill in rifles, might I add)…
What happened then? Well… it’s a thread about heroic moments. I’ll leave you to work it out 