One of a Kind.

Peas, Corn, And more fly over your head as you see most of your fellow Dead men mindlessly charge and die in the hail of bullets. Your captain cowardly hiding with you. You peak up and nearly get your head caved in by a Thorn, Courtesy of the Cactus girl launching one at you, While she may have been a bit peeved. Her face morphs into (For your new brain.) pure cruelness that you had seen in most pictures. She launched a thorn into another zombie, Decapitating the poor bastard while she smiles once again.

"Bam! Headshot!" She celebrates from afar. Her tits flopping around- Get it together!

You see and hear less projectiles flying around. You take this time to have a brief breath of "Fresh Air". And check your gear.