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down the corridor.
    The arrow of a bow pierced the back of the man at the back, he turned to respond, but Steve slung another arrow and released it, hitting his chest squarely and the man collapsed. Dave picked up Malcolm’s handgun, a Browning Hi Power, and immediately brought it to bear against the last assailant, firing three shots before his could lift his gun. Roger arrived in front of the bodies, looking at Dave with both shock and relief.
    “Right, good job, now, we have no idea how many more of them are down on that boat. It’s entirely possible they will have heard those shots and come running, so let’s assume we have just five minutes to get fully prepared,” said Roger.
    “What do you want us to do?” asked Tommy as he rushed in.
    “They will be expecting a fight, so let’s make use of our defensive position, the walls are nice and thick here, and it will be their first port of call coming up the hill. Steve, Jones, Travis, you’re with me, we’ll defend from the windows of the house. Dave, Tommy, I want you hidden outside behind the sidewall, stay out of sight until the first shot is fired, and then get a crossfire going,” said Roger.
    “Are we really going to kill them all? These are people, not zombies,” said Jones.
    “We have no choice, they killed Giles without a second thought, and we will follow him if we don’t fight back, it’s them or us. Now, grab plenty of weapons and ammunition, and get ready.”
    Five minutes later Dave and Tommy leapt over the wall beside the large old house. They had two rifle crossbows each and a shotgun, all were loaded and propped up ready against the wall. Dave peered out carefully over the wall down the long road that led to the beach, he could already just see the movement of people heading towards them, they had got in position just in time.
    “Right, Tommy. We stay silent, no firing until we hear the first shot from the house. Use the crossbows first, they don’t give our position away, but keep them in hand whilst those bastards walk past, just in case they try and jump us.”
    “Alright, you think the others can handle this?” asked Tommy.
    “They have handled ten years of survival in a world that few others have, I would say they are as ready as anyone can be, now get your head down.”
    It was a tense few minutes as the two men listened to the footsteps of their enemies getting closer and closer, they could only hope they went straight for the house. The sounds of the men soon passed as they went beyond Dave’s position and into the small rectangular walled garden in front of the house.
    “Hey, boss! You in there?” shouted one of the thugs.
    Dave peered over the wall, there were six men thirty feet in front of them. The door was shut but the windows were all open, he slowly placed the shotgun back against the wall and picked up the first crossbow. As Dave slipped the stock into his shoulder, a blast rang out from one of the lower windows, a burst of flame and smoke hit the lead thug in the chest, knocking him to the ground. The five others lifted their weapons to fire, one shotgun round had already blasted through an open window when Dave got his crossbow on target.
    Dave squeezed the trigger of the crossbow and the bolt released, piercing his target’s body at the side, and driving into the chest. Tommy’s first bolt struck the next thug in his right arm, he screamed in agony as the handgun in his hand dropped to the ground. The injured man turned to see Dave and Tommy’s position, and stumbled to pick the revolver up with his left hand.   As he got upright, Tommy’s second bolt pierced his chest.
    Gunshots rang out from inside the house from the defenders as the thugs fired back in a fight more reminiscent of a wild west shootout. Dave picked up his shotgun and leapt over the wall, immediately locking the stock into his shoulder, Tommy close behind Three of the men were still standing, but a bloody and dirty mess. Dave fired the first