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"Uh... Lieutenant Betty, why aren't you wearing any pants?" one of them asks.

"Shut up!" you both yell.

You slam the door shut and stomp on the gas. The engine roars and you speed away.

"What about them?" one of the soldiers asks, nodding toward all the walking dead.

"We'll regroup with the rest of the patrols up on the hill by the farmhouse and hold them off from there," Betty says, pulling her panties back up.

"There's hundreds of them," the other one says. "I don't know if we can do it."

"Do or die. Those are the options," you say.

You drive for a few more minutes, then turn left, up onto the hill. It's an steep, but the Humvee handles it with ease. You're all quiet for a moment, then one of the soldiers breaks the silence.

"So... Do you think we'll win?" he asks.

"Like I said, do or die," you repeat.

You both nod at eachother.

"Yes, sir," he says.

"Alright then. Let's do this," Betty says.

In total, six Humvees show up. You form a line at the top of the hill and wait for the horde to arrive. At first they come piecemeal and you take them out with single shots at maximum range. But then the bulk of the horde arrives and the heavy machineguns start in. Whole rows of them go down, but are quickly replaced. You continue firing, but the undead are coming thick and fast now. You see some of the soldiers begin to break.

"Try to run and I'll shoot you myself!" you yell.

You continue firing, and although they're still getting closer, the horde is beginning to thin out. Suddenly you're all out of bullets and one's almost on top of you! So you flip your gun around and begin bashing its brains out. It's messy, but does the job. You bash another one's head in, then another, and another. It takes a while, but eventually you've killed them all.

"Nice," Betty says, looking down on you from atop her Humvee.

"Thanks," you reply, plucking a bit of brain matter from your shirt.

You walk over to the edge of the hill and look down at the corpses. It's a pretty impressive sight, even if you say so yourself.

"Okay, we're clear," you yell up at the men.

They let out a cheer and start coming down the hill. Soon, all of them are around you, shaking and some smiling, others looking exhausted.

"Hey! Check it out!" Betty screams, still without her pants.

She turns up the radio for everyone to hear.

"...I repeat, to all survivors: This is Captain Pacco. We have pushed back the hoarde! We have pushed back the hoarde!" the radio keeps repeating.

"Our soldiers just pushed the horde back!" someone yells. "We did it!"

The soldiers break into cheers and congratulations. You look over at Betty, who is jumping up and down. Her massive breasts put on quite the show for whoever's watching as they practically swim through the air with each jump.

"Well done, soldiers," she yells.

You pat her on the shoulder, and she turns around to give you a hug. The pair of you look at each other, and the next thing you know, your lips are locked. The moment is sweet but shortlived. The battle is over but the war goes on and there are still zombies out there. So everyone reloads and gets back out on patrol. The patrols continue on into the morning, before you're relieved.

"How many men do you think we lost?" you ask Betty as you drive back to the forward command center.

"I don't know," she says. "But I know it's too many."

You pull up to the forward command center and the two of you head in. You find Captain Pacco surrounded by men, his face stony and his eyes hard. He looks up at you and nods.

"Lieutenant, nice to see you're still alive. What's the situation?" he says to Betty.

"At least five hundred enemies down. One of our Humvees was disabled, but no casualties," Betty reports.

"Good," Captain Pacco nods. "Well done, soldiers. Well done. That's the best news I've gotten all night."

He lets out a tired sigh and slumps in his chair.

"Okay, I'm sure you all have questions. Let's start with the basics. Losses... close to half," he says.

Everyone gasps.

"Captain, you can't expect us to keep fighting like this!" one man says. "We need more men! More guns! More... everything!"

"We're doing everything we can," Captain Pacco says dismissively.

Everyone begins to speak at once.

"What's the plan?" you ask, cutting them all off.

"I'm glad you asked, Drako. What I plan to do is to seal up this entire valley. It's already remote as it is. So it shouldn't take much. We'll still have stragglers, but the majority of the hoarde should just sweep around it, without even noticing us. You know, rout of least resistance," Captain Pacco says.

"That sounds a little iffy, Captain," someone says.

"I know it is. But based on every observation, it looks like our best bet. We'll start with earthworks, just blocking every possible way in. Then we'll work on proper barricades down the line," Captain Pacco says.

The meeting adjourns and you and Betty tiredly return home. Miki meets you at the door. Her hands are cuffed behind her back and there's a tight fitting gag in her mouth.

"Miki, did you do this to yourself?" Betty asks.

The Japanese **** girl's cheeks turn red but she nods, yes.

"Did you do this for us?" you ask and she nods again.

You smile and reach around to grab her by the ass and pull her closer. She instantly melts into your arm.

"Hey, don't be greedy," Betty says.

Miki immediately goes rigid when she feels Betty's hand on her ass, too. You can tell that she'd like to pull away but is afraid to. So she whimpers pitifully, unable to speak with the ball gag in her mouth. Betty laughs, tiredly.

"Alright, slut. Go run a hot shower for the two of us," Betty says.

Miki scampers off towards the bathroom.

"How's she supposed to do that while cuffed?" you ask.

"Who cares," Betty says.

Then she wraps an arm around you and leans on you.

"I'm too tired to care," she says.

You follow her into the bathroom. The two of you watch as Miki struggles with the shower controls and inevitably ends up soaking wet in the shower.

"Bring me the keys," you say.

Miki fetches them and you uncuff her.

"Now take those wet clothes off," you say.

You and Betty remove your own filthy clothes as well and hand them to her.

"Go wash these," you say and pat her on the head.

"Okay, I'm no lezzy but that is a tight little ass," Betty says as Miki turns to leave.

Miki blushes bright red and runs off. You're both dead tired so the two of you just get in the shower and lather up. The hot water feels so good as you scrub your body.