We Have To Win

A fiery explosion cut Anna off. A spot closest to them erupted in flames and bodies went flying in every direction.

"That came from over there," Anna said, pointing in the opposite direction. "What the fuck was that? What is it?" she questioned.

Anna sought Charles out and felt relieved when she spoke to him. They had figured it out a split second too late. One of the witches had created a distraction with the convoy and attacked from the other side. The witches had apparently honed their magic to act like firepower. The impact was so great that even humans could see it.

The thing was, they had expected husks, but not heavily 'armed' husks.

It looked like five hundred of them were headed this way. They were on foot, and unlike zombies, they moved pretty fast. The soldiers returned fire with everything they had. Bullets rained on the convoy and Charles ordered his team to attack the oncoming mass. The soldiers followed and it turned into an all-out brawl.