Stepping inside the new vehicle, Jake finally understood exactly what Hogg had meant no disappointment whatsoever.Honestly, thoroughly satisfied, didn't even cover it.Fusing with a yacht this size had bumped the doomsday chariot up another full size, and the interior space had grown right along with it.The whole interior now split across two levels. The first floor held a dedicated living room, kitchen, storage room, and bathroom.A handful of sofas, a fridge, a TV all of it clearly carried over from the yacht's original layout, folded seamlessly into the new vehicle post-fusion.The sofas leaned a little too luxurious for practical survival use, sure, but Jake couldn't bring himself to rip them out mostly because it would wreck the overall flow and style.Besides, on the rare exhausted day, having somewhere comfortable to collapse sounded appealing.After a moment's thought, Jake decided to leave them be for now. If space ever got tight, he'd clear them out then nowhere close to t

The infected were pouring into the river like dumplings into boiling water.Jake finally let off the trigger of the heavy machine gun.It was a strange weapon, the kind people wrote off as useless. Too weak against the big monsters. Total overkill against ordinary infected. It sat in an awkward middle ground.But tonight had reminded him exactly why he'd hoarded it. When a swarm closed in at a critical moment, nothing else cleared the field so fast.The problem was ammo.Five hundred rounds sounded like a lot. Hold the trigger down, and it was gone in under a minute.Jake had spent ages saving up, and all he had to show for it was two heavy machine guns. After this last stretch of firing, he was down to less than two hundred rounds.From here on, every shot had to count.The infected jumping into the water weren't much of a threat to the vehicle anyway. Standard automatic rifles could handle them.The rocket launcher stock was running low too, after several rounds had gone out in the