Land of the Dead Page #5

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All right, Mr. K.,

won't be needing you anymore.

You set this right?

Yes.

Riley, you did something to it

with your f***ing little toy.

This? What the f*** did you do? Fix it.

Fix it.

Not a f***ing chance.

Cholo, look out.

F***.

You know, Riley...

there's something about you

that I've always really hated.

You're still here, aren't you?

What do you care?

You got what you wanted.

You're hit.

How you doing in there,

Charlie?

I'm being friendly.

What's in the bags?

Money.

Whose money?

Watch out. Get down. Quick.

Ours.

Yes?

We got Cholo.

Kaufman.

I'm here.

I just did something...

I might not have done

otherwise.

You lied to me, Denbo.

You didn't get DeMora.

He's shooting at us.

That's not Cholo, Mr. Kaufman.

Holy sh*t.

They got across the river.

Look at that.

I didn't even have to

blow the place up.

The f***ing stenches

did it for me.

We're going back to the city

to see if we can help. Pick him up.

Where we going, man?

What are we doing?

Easy, Gargantua, come on.

Get him inside. Quick.

Not this horse.

Not this horse.

Take that Woody

if you still got it.

Fine.

You got me, too.

Thanks.

Anyone else?

Where you gonna go, Cholo?

There's always that outpost

in Cleveland.

Haven't heard from them

in a while.

Take my chances.

You have no right.

No right.

Woody's around the corner.

Guns and ammo inside.

Thanks.

Get us back on the main road.

You have blood, here.

We almost lost you there.

You all right?

Yeah.

You want to be really helpful,

roll me one.

Yeah, all right.

What was built to keep people

safe is gonna trap them inside.

This is Denbo

in the Reckoning.

Open up those fences

and let the people out.

The fences are still hot. We

can't cut the juice from here.

We've been trying to call

the power station.

There's no one

left over there.

We got to get the f***

out of here.

There's no one left here,

either.

Move it.

We can rocket those fences.

Got to get across river.

The bridges into the

city, they're all bricked up.

Let's just f***ing

blast our way through.

No, we can't do that.

There's a war going on over

there. We cross any of these bridges...

we're gonna end up

right in the middle of it.

We have to come in

outside of the Throat.

Somehow, Fox, I thought

we'd be traveling...

in a lot better style

than this, baby.

At least we're still

f***ing traveling, brother.

What?

Come on, Fox, let's

get the hell out of here.

What?

Can you f***ing believe it?

Nothing works out

the way you want it to.

There's something always comes

around the corner and just gets you.

It's your choice, bro.

I always wanted to see

how the other half lives.

The old J&L can take us over.

It's a drawbridge.

They leave it up.

That means it's not guarded.

Can you get us there?

Yeah.

Let's go.

I can stay with you,

if you want.

No. No.

This is between me

and the man.

Fox, she's all yours.

Hope you do better

than you did with me, man.

Yeah.

Holy sh*t!

A disturbance

has been reported...

on the outskirts of the city.

There's no reason

to believe...

that Fiddler's Green

could ever be compromised.

But we suggest that residents report any sightings

of unusual behavior.

There it is. Let's hope

it's still wired into the grid.

Shut the hatch, just in case.

When I get the bridge down,

you come pick me up.

How do you work this thing?

It's just like a video game.

What the f*** are you doing?

Making myself useful.

Wait. Wait. Stop. Stop!

Stenches.

Starboard.

They're behind us, too.

I can't get a shot.

Now shoot!

They'll never get in here.

Neither will Riley.

Unlock the

roof hatch, Pretty Boy.

Oh, sh*t.

Riley, go for the roof.

Okay.

Roll!

What are you doing? Forward!

I'm gonna

shake these bastards.

Get out of the way.

Hello?

Hello?

What is it?

Is something going on?

Stenches!

We're f***ed.

Angle the mortars

for the Throat...

and send up some sky flowers.

Got her!

Oh, thank God.

Watch it now.

Oh, my God.

Downstairs. The car.

You bastards!

You have no right!

Mr. Kaufman, come on,

let's go.

Mr. Kaufman

wants you to know...

All right,

we're going to the boat.

... he has dedicated himself

to your well-being.

Be careful

when you open that door.

Should I call the crew, sir?

No, I'll call them.

God damn it.

What the f***?

Goodbye, Mr. K.

Come back here, you son of a

b*tch. You got the f***ing keys.

F***ing spic bastard.

Nah. You're dead.

Oh, my God. You are dead.

Number 1's clear.

Going for Number 2.

I don't normally need

that many.

Don't bother. Come on down.

Blow the fences.

Sky flowers

don't work no more.

Shoot.

But there's people.

Those people are all dead.

Shoot, Charlie.

We're too late.

No.

Look.

You saved them.

You staying or leaving?

You?

Leaving.

Unless you need my help.

No.

Why don't you stick around?

We could turn this place into

what we always wanted it to be.

Maybe.

Then what will we turn into?

We'll see, won't we?

You want to go

to Canada now, Riley?

Sure, if no one

has any objections.

No, we'll take you with us.

I'll try to make myself

useful.

Anchor, load the guns.

We're hitting the road.

Now we can go.

No.

They're just looking

for a place to go.

Same as us.

Fire off what's left inside

those tubes.

We're not gonna need it

anymore.

Take us north.

SkyFury

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