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THE REPORT

A 6 foot x 4 foot table is set out with an urban setting on one end of the table and the other end empty apart for a military base and some scrub land. Search crates are scattered throughout the board (I used twelve in my game)

Humans begin the game along one of the long table edges with the zombies entering from the other long edge. In the full game there were 16 human figures, all in pairs, consisting of SWAT troopers, medical staff, kids, NBC troopers, TV crew, cops, city workers and hunter types. All figures are unarmed at the start of the game. All vehicles, except the helicopter, are unusable.

On the initial turns the humans headed towards the various crates that were close to hand. Various useful and non useful items were found, ranging from frying pans to rifles and LAW rocket launchers to lawn mowers. Armed with whatever they could find the humans headed deeper into the city. A slow moving tide was edging towards them, moans could be heard from along the street and the occasional 'brrrraaaaiiiinnnsss' The dead were walking!

Meanwhile, at the military base the brave SWAT troopers decided it would be a good idea to hide out in the helicopter. Of course, not having any means to start it was a bit of a disadvantage but they didn't seem to worry about the figures creeping closer...

Meanwhile back in the city, the other humans took some long ranged shots at the closest zombies with various degrees of success. Shotguns, rifles and pistols all hit targets. The LAW ran out of ammo though. The dead moved closer.

Frantically the humans rushed for more crates to try and tool up. Some success, first aid kits were found and one of the kids found a sports drink. Knocking it back she sprinted across the street. At this point one of the zombies turned out to be some horrid genetic weapon that leaped towards the largest group of humans. Hits were made by dead hands, the worst immediately infecting the nurse and turning her into another walking corpse.

The NBC troopers now fully tooled up to do serious DIY hit the zombies running. The lawn mower blitzed its way through one then another zombie before grinding to a halt clogged up.

At this point our brave SWAT troopers got a shock, the dead pilot who had been hiding in the back of the chopper made a grab for them. It missed but it was enough to make them jump from cover. There were a LOT of zombies heading their way though...

Back in town, the humans had thrown up some barricades and were making a good fight of things. One of the hunters armed with a golf club was having great fun hitting zombies attacking from all sides. Then the cry went up, the keys had been found!

This was the call to start heading towards the military base and their means of escape, the helicopter. Beating zombies back in hand to hand and shooting where ever they could, they headed out, only to see a hulking abomination heading towards them, the Nemesis had arrived! This huge beast was part dead, part genetic weapon and tooled up with a grafted on mini-gun to boot. Not good..

Several humans fell to the undead at this point, one of the NBC troopers, one of the SWAT soldiers, the female city worker and one of cops. It was getting difficult to live out there. The SWAT soldiers had found themselves literally surrounded by a horde of undead. One had died, even turning on his fellow comrade but the other somehow beat his way out and sprinted for a crate in the scrub land.

Now the Nemesis looked hard but some wonderful shooting from a hunter's pistol brought him down in one round. The base was in sight! With a sprint to the helicopter, the two kids, the doctor and the city worker with the keys reached the door and leapt inside. The undead pilot greeted them but some swift kicking and punching sent him flying out of the door. The last SWAT trooper finally got dragged down, torn apart by a mass of zombies.

A round or two later, the pistol toting hunter and the TV crew made it as well. The helicopter lifted off, flying the survivors to safety. Still fighting in the city were the golf club wielding hunter, the NBC trooper armed with his trusty lawn mower and the last cop armed with a shotgun and bag of donuts. It was going to be a long night for them....

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