and patting my head. Why me, and what's with the
head patting?
"Ok, almost time, everyone notch your first
arrow and be prepared to fire on my signal."
*gulp* It suddenly
hits me, this is no game. I just hope the Corporal is right and
this goes off as planed.
"Ok men, move, move move," screams the
Corporal as a dozens of fireworks shoot into the air and the Portal
is lit up like a Christmas tree.
"and girls!" mutters Pippa, jumping up onto
the wall with her Bow at the ready.
"Numbers, what are you waiting for, move it
boy," screams the Corporal grabbing Numbers and dragging him onto
the wall.
The sight that greets me nearly stops my
heart. Hundreds of Zombies are pouring through the Portal and
shambling towards our defenses.
"Find your targets," instructs the Corporal,
"steady, now fire, fire fire."
We all fire together, and I mean everyone.
Dozens of arrows fly from the wall as all the assembled troops let
rip and fire on the Zombie hoard.
"Again, fire at will," screams the Corporal,
giving instructions over the noise of battle.
Time and time again we all fire on the
Zombies but even as they die more shamble forward to take their
place. "There's too many of them," screams Darth from the platoon
on my left.
"Hey Jonesy, get your cowardly platoon under
control," shouts Corporal Henckman, notching an arrow and sending
yet another Zombie to its death.
"You look after your platoon and I'll take
care of mine," responds Jonesy, smacking Darth on the back of the
head.
He he - watching Darth get smacked was
awesome, almost worth going to battle for!
Reaching the wall the Zombies start to spread
out, leaving a clear path from the Portal to the wall directly
below us.
"What are they up to Corporal?" I ask.
"Don't know, don't care, just shoot them
soldier."
Soldier, he just called me a soldier, way
cool!
As more and more Zombies fall to the barrage
of death we send down on them a cry from one of the other squads
grabs our attention.
Appearing through the portal, a dozen
creepers run on four small legs along the pathway made by the
Zombies. As they near the wall they start to fizz and spark.
"Shoot the creepers, everyone, do not let
them get to the wall," screams the Corporal.
We all turn our Bows on the creepers, raining
deadly arrows at the fizzing time bombs.
"Shoot them all," screams the Corporal as
most of our arrows hit one single creeper, exploding it in a shower
of earth. As the dust clears we realize our mistake, and the rest
of the creepers reach the wall and detonate.
The explosion is huge. Bits of cobblestone
fly everywhere and we are all knocked off our feet by the blast but
strangely we are still ok. Looking over the edge of the wall, a
huge hole greets me.
"Jeb, what do you see?" asks the
Corporal.
"Huge hole sir, about 10 blocks high, can't
see how deep it goes though," I reply, pulling myself back onto the
wall.
"Right, we got lucky, if this wall was any
lower we would have bought the farm."
What farm? Am I missing something here?
Suddenly Numbers jumps on top of me, knocking
me to the ground.
"What the? Get off me you idiot, it's no time
for messing ..." I scream at him as dozens of arrows fly through
the air where my head had been just seconds before.
"Skeletons!" I stammer, looking out to the
Portal as Numbers picks me up.
"Is anyone hurt?" demands the Corporal.
"Sir, I've been hit but I'm ok, but Pebbles
never made it," replies Hoody, pointing at a pile of floating
possessions where Pebbles had been standing.
"Ah Pebbles, he was quiet but a good
guy."
"Ok look sharp men, this ain't over yet.
Numbers and Pippa, grab some blocks and place them 1 block high
along the front edge of the wall. Everyone else keep shooting."
I've decided that war sucks. Poor Pebbles is
dead and we don't even have a chance to stop!
"Incoming," screams the Corporal and we all
dive behind the low wall that Numbers and Pippa are just
finishing.
As the arrows bounce harmlessly off the
blocks I glance to our