A group of soldiers held one down, but the zombie gained some kind of reserve strength and powered out. He then fell upon a slow soldier and broke the man's neck.A reason the soldiers and the villagers had a difficult time defending themselves was the sheer unbelievability of the whole situation. Some simply looked on in horror as their compatriots fell. Others turned numb and tuned everything out.Another reason was that the zombies were invincible.A few villagers had heard rumors of a vengeance ritual used to revive the dead. But they were only rumors. Fiction. Now, just fact.Raymond was in the middle of the chaos, firing his revolver at the zombies, carefully avoiding his men, but not so much caring about the villagers. In fact, he shot one of the male villagers in the back of the head. He quickly shrugged the mistake off, then proceeded to his next target.Were there really this many villagers before, Raymond thought. They seemed to come out of the wood work, fodder for his bullets and the tribe that were laying waste to them.Rosalo tackled Raymond and began to choke the man with his unwounded arm.The struggle was brief.Rosalo managed to swipe Raymond's gun and shoot him dead.
