The female was small, a girl somewhere in her early teens actually, and while she was fast and ferocious she just didn’t have enough mass to be very strong. Holding her snapping teeth at bay with the RG-6, I freed a hand that had been tangled in its sling and grabbed a fistful of her long hair. Yanking hard and to the side I pulled her off of me and rolled with her, letting my new toy clatter across the floor. Her head controlled by my handful of hair, she began trying to claw at me but my arms were longer than hers. The heavy canvas shirt I wore protected my skin and I was able to reach my Ka-Bar and end her struggles with a swift thrust to her throat. Leaping to my feet, I dashed for the door when I heard the slap of running feet. As quietly as I could I pushed the door closed, carefully locking the deadbolt. I must have succeeded in securing the entry without the infected noticing me because there wasn’t an immediate pounding on the door from them trying to break in. Had the dog whistle actually worked? It was pretty fucking slim evidence but it was a younger infected that had found me. Moving through the dark office I grabbed the grenade launcher off the floor and, avoiding the bodies, headed for the front of the building to get a view of the street.
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