Despite numerous strikes it was still standing upright, although sluggish in movements. Murphy spotted those fangs and froze for a minute as the memory of what happened that fateful evening. Not now!
He bit the inside of his cheek to further refocus his thoughts and fired another round.
Three.
“Reload—(ing),” Private Willis said before being silenced.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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