They endured their hunger until they could not any longer before taking a bite of their compressed biscuit. They did not even have time to drink water.

"Reinforce the flank with more firepower. We have another wave incoming," Mountain gave instructions through the communicator.

The monsters, dense as the tides, continued to rush in endlessly. As soon as they took one down, another monster would take its place. It was a vicious cycle.

"Die, you b*stards!"

Howls erupted throughout the group of warriors. Every soldier was filled with furious rage at the sudden turn of events that shattered their originally happy lives. As warriors, children, lovers, and parents, they were furious at the person who took away their wonderful lives. They turned this anger into strength, and no one stepped back or uttered a word about being tired. They knew that they would only be killed if they stopped and that there was no retreat.

On one side of the train stood a young man. He gazed at the horde of m