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The moment you command your forces to rally, seasoned warriors snap into formation—shields locked, blades gleaming, eyes sharp. Every guard is a mosaic of discipline and grit, shaped by battles etched into their armor. Position them at chokepoints to halt advancing hordes, or station archers atop crumbling towers to rain hellfire on invaders below. Veterans pivot tactics on a breath, turning terrain into lethal allies; rookies hold the line, fueled by raw resolve. This isn’t just defense—it’s a chessboard of steel and survival. Choose each placement like a general: one misstep, and the enemy floods through. Forge your bastion, then watch it hold… or break. The choice bleeds into action. Now. **Activate.**
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The streets are overrun. By dawn, the city’s skyline vanished beneath swarms of the infected—rotting flesh, guttural snarls, eyes glazed with rabid hunger. No evacuation. No reinforcements. This ends now. Arm yourself with whatever’s left: crowbars, molotovs, salvaged shotguns. Rally survivors at the old subway station. We hit hard before nightfall, clearing block by block. One rule: shoot straight, burn brighter. Miss, and you’re tomorrow’s prey. Clock’s ticking. Move.
