Use WASD to navigate, Left Mouse Button to fire, Mouse Wheel scroll to swap weapons, press R for reloads, tap P to pause gameplay, Spacebar for jumping, and hold C to crouch.
The city’s overrun. Radio static crackles with screams as hordes of infected swarm collapsed highways, their guttural snarls drowning out the last shreds of civilization. Your boots slam against blood-slick pavement, body armor weighed down by ammo belts and grenades. Command’s gone dark, but the mission hasn’t—survive, push forward, and bury every rotting thing in your path. First wave hits at dawn: shambling corpses, bones jutting through decaying flesh. The M1014 shotgun’s bucking recoil feels like home—point-blank spread turns skulls to pulp. By noon, mercenary patrols slink from smoke-choked alleys, armored trucks mounted with .50 cals pinning you behind scorched rubble. Time to switch tactics. The G36C’s suppressed bark picks them off, one headshot at a time, before they call reinforcements. Days blur. Nights burn. The streets reek of cordite and rot. When the armored bio-horrors crash through barricades, mutated flesh shrugging off rifle rounds, you shoulder the RPG-7. The backblast scorches concrete; the explosion paints the walls with what’s left of them. Ammo’s low. The horde’s endless. But exfil’s 10 klicks north—and you’ll carve that path with whatever’s left in your arsenal.
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