You're going to make out with her pussy

"Why don't you take a break and let me drive for a while," you say.

"Alright," she agrees, as you hop into the driver's seat. "Keep an eye on the road, though."

"Aye aye, captain," you mock salute.

She slips into the turret sling behind you and puts her hands on the heavy machinegun. You begin speeding along the road. After a few minutes, you spot a hill with an unobstructed overlook of the surrounding area. You jerk the steering wheel and head up to the top.

"You see anything?" you ask, parking.

"Not a sign of life... or unlife," Betty confirms.

You look out at the moonlit cornfields for just a moment. It is a pretty night. Then you turn around and crawl between the seats.

"What are you doing down there?" Betty asks, looking down as you crawl between her legs.

"Just keep scanning for zombies. Our lives depend on you," you say.

You unbuckle her trousers and pull them down.

"What the...?" she says.

You look up at her and smile.

"Just trust me," you say.

You toss her trousers into the back seat and leave her green panties hanging from one ankle.

"Well, there's that," she says as you wrap your hands around her smooth ass cheeks and burry your face in her pussy.

She runs one hand through your hair and begins grinding herself rhythmically into your face. After a few minutes, you come up for air. Like a good soldier, she's still on the lookout, even as she pants and moans.

"There's nothing... but fields," she reports, panting. "Now get back to work, soldier!"

She pushes your face back down into her crotch. You waste no time in licking, sucking and otherwise taking care of her.

"Oh yeah! Just like that," she says, still running her fingers through your hair.

Soon, you hear, "I'm coming!" as her body begins to shudder and quake.

Her legs tighten around your head, as she emits a loud groan of ecstasy. You're suddenly startled by the sound of the MG42 firing. You jump, but Betty's legs are tightly wrapped around your head.

"Fuuuuuck yeah! Don't you dare stop licking Drako!" Betty screams, firing full auto.

You hear her screaming in ecstacy. Her pussy gushes like never before as you continue to pleasure her. Eventually, her body stops shuddering and quaking and she releases you from her **** grip. The MG42 has fallen silent as well.

You poke your head up through the turret and look around. Spread out all along the hill are the bodies of at least a hundred zombies.

"Dude! Check it out!" Betty shouts gesturing to the battlefield below. "We need to do this more often!"

"Well, I wasn't planning on the zombies showing up, but I'm glad you're happy," you say.

She laughs and kisses you.

"Alright! Let's report in and see how the front line is holding up," you say.

Despite your optimism, the news is grim. The enemy has been stopped, but at a great cost. The undead are even more numerous than expected and it's obvious that the military is not going to be able to push them back easily. If not for a timely artillery barrage, zombies would have broken through and started wandering the streets of For Michael by now! You wonder if the military is going to be able to handle the onslaught. The fort is one of the last outposts of civilization in the country. If it falls, the zombies will have taken over the whole area.

Just then, the radio buzzes with an SOS from one of the other patrols.

"Shit! Let's go," Betty says.

"What's going on?" you say as you drive.

"We're being attacked! We need backup now! There's hundreds of them," the radio responds.

You grab your M16 and drive faster. The radio begins to crackle with chatter as other members of the patrol report in like you are doing. The zombies are beginning to rally for some reason.

"We're being surrounded!" someone screams through the radio.

You drive as fast as you can toward the other team, but you're not sure if you're going to make it in time. Yours and another Humvee arrives at the same time. You see a third Humvee up ahead. It's surrounded! The gunner is swinging around, frantically firing in full auto but they're still closing in.

"Light them up!" Betty yells to the other Humvee.

The gunner of the other Humvee fires a burst from their mounted heavy machinegun, blowing several zombies away in a single pass. Betty pulls her trigger and adds to the bullet hail. A dozen more zombies fall in just a couple of seconds. As the zombie ranks begin to thin out, you can see that the other Humvee is hung up on a log and stuck.