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As the fighting continued, more gun fire rose. The ranger had found a modified pipe rifle turned into a assuilt rifle. He started fireing on to the raiders with surprising accuracy. But as soon as he got 2 of them down, the makeshift gun went click. Out of ammo. He quickly pulledd his .44, and continued to fire from behind the receptionist couter. A raider with a weird metalic rusty fist came up to Daedrin, and punched at his stomach. Were he came from, no one knew. Raiders seamed to be every were. This raider was a particularly unattractive one, for one of her eyes were gone. In its place was a robotic eye that really just filled the hole for her original lost. She was also wearing god awful armor composed of bits of human leather, hands, and thank god, made mostly of scrap metal. The raider yelled "sing for me baby! Yell your heart out! Bleed fucker bleed!" It was almost poetic, if it wasnt made by a mad woman.

Bullets flew torwd max, mostly hitting the couter of the grocery. Raiders were holding up on makeshift cat walks made of old wood on top of the ailes of the super duper mart. The makeshift minigun, compose of lead pipes as barrels, and a simple motor of a fission battery, was sitting beside max. It used not rare 5mm ammo. Then, there was a simple pipe rifle, made of course pipe, duct tape and scrap metal and wood. You wouldnt even be sure if the barrel was rifled. It seamed to use 10mm ammo. More raiders poured in. About 15 were roaming the wooden catwalks, 10 more on the groud. You could hear a loud metalic sound in the distance of the mart.

Mean while, outside, it felt like it was freezing, and the gun shots could be heard from the super duper mart. And the mutilated bodies of the entrance didnt, or wouldnt help with the anticipation. Neithor did gunshots.