Another map for you. France.
After a few days of no sleep, just sailing on and on, I finally look upon the sight of Calais, France.
I am greeted by French Armed Forces and am taken to a helicopter landing pad straight away, They have been keeping the region under quarantine and have been waiting for any survivors from the UK.
We take off and as we leave the large camp I see the remains of France. The Infected populate the cities, dead bodies line the streets and helpless survivors on their rooftops screaming to be picket up. As we are flying over Paris, we lower altitude to help any people who may be alive. We fly low by a skyscraper and see a man sitting on wooden crate. We land on the roof and take him onboard.
"Hello, How are you?," I say.
"No good" He replies in a very strong French accent. "Mah family were killed by le strange creatures down there. I were the only survivor of the group, I been waiting for many days."
His story was sad, but the fact he had escaped un harmed was amazing!
The helicopter flys low past a skyscraper, we look across through the office windows and see one of the infected, It is running towards the window as it jumps.
"Infectés!" One of the soldiers shout, just as it smashes through the window and slams into the side of the helicopter. The helicopter tilts to the left and swerves around nearly hitting another tower. We lose a lot of altitude in a couple of seconds and smash down hitting a car and then tipping off onto the blood stained road.
Infected are running towards us, the zombie that jumped on crawls up to the side of the helicopter. A soldier pulls out his mp4 and shoots it while the other one climbs up out of the side and starts shooting the infected running towards us. They give us guns and we prepare for the worst.
