Riot Pack (iwbms 41.50) (04.02.2021) | Swat &

The dead were coming. They drifted out of the morning fog, a sea of gray skin and torn flannel. Miller raised his , tapping it rhythmically against the heavy riot shield . The sound was a dinner bell, and the horde answered with a collective, guttural roar.

Sergeant Miller tightened the straps on his , the visor fogging slightly with every shallow breath. Behind him, the heavy thud of combat boots echoed off the abandoned storefronts—his team was a patchwork of survivors clad in scavenged black SWAT fatigues and reinforced ballistic vests . They weren’t police anymore; they were the heavy lifting for a group of civilians starving in a gated community three miles north. Swat & Riot Pack (IWBMS 41.50) (04.02.2021)

"Phalanx formation," Miller hissed over the low moan of the wind. The dead were coming