SCP-4902 The Gate (Scp Foundation Mythos x Gate - Jietai Kare no Chi nite, Kaku)

The North Gate lights up like a firework show in the night. The deafening sound of gunfire echoes across the plains and in between the buildings of Italica, as spent-casings trickle down onto the floor of the city walls. The citizens of Italica, along with one of the knights from the Rose-Order, watch in awe as the men in black fire relentlessly towards the horde of flesh and bone beneath.

Staff Sergeant Gideon grit his teeth while firing his Ruger, burst fire, and while his shots find their marks they are not enough to kill even a single zombie. "Don't let them near the wall! Something's different about them!" Gideon shouts to the team, clicking his tongue in frustration as he continues to fire away into the night. Corporal Jackson kept his hands tight on the handle, his finger pressing the trigger and fire continuously into the horde.

Specialist Thomas ran up the stairs to the top of the walls, in both of his hands he carries boxes filled with ammunition for the M249 SAW Jackson is firing. "Here's some more ammo," Thomas shouted above the booming sound of the machine gun, but he's arrived just in time for it to run out of ammo. Thomas and Jackson work together to replace the magazine of the SAW, working as fast as they can. A moment later Jackson slams the top of the SAW down and cocks the machinegun, opening fire again.

Specialist Thomas got up from his crouch and ran to Gideon, keeping a hand on his helmet while the other keeping his rifle still. "Sir! Is it just me or are these zombies different in nature!?" Thomas genuinely asked, slinging his gun up and opening fire on the horde as well. "It's almost like they're smart! Holding weapons and the shit, they even have body armor!"

The Specialist's words resonate within Gideon's mind. While it's not the time to be talking about this, having around 400 zombies on your gates who don't go down in a single shot is a much more pressing matter. "Just keep them away from the gate! If they make a breakthrough we're all fucked!" Gideon's breathing becomes heavy and the shoulder he has been using to brace for the recoil is becoming sore.

He drops the empty magazine and swings his arm round to bring out a fresh one, that's the moment he's able to get a clear view of the horde. Thomas is right, even he had a feeling but finally getting a clear view of the horde of 049-2s, he admits that they've evolved somehow. They brandish weaponry and armor just like they have some form of intelligence, holding torches high to give them some better sight of the wall. Gideon can only come to one conclusion, 049 advanced its practices when the Foundation is busily lousing around.

"Frag out!" Gideon hears the shout of one of his team members, as the fragmentation grenade is flung out in a massive arc. He sees it land at the very back of the horde, and its subsequent explosion creates a confetti blast of limbs and blood. Growling in anger, he finally reloads his rifle and opened fire again on the horde. His frustrations and concerns slowly dissipate, however, seeing that they don't have any capability to breach the gate, or even scale the wall, it's going to be just a bloodbath.

"GAH!" Gideon snaps his head to the growl of pain coming from one of his Privates. Lowering his rifle he rushes over to the Private on the ground, writhing in pain. Turning his body around Gideon is met with an arrow that had lodged itself deep in the Private's arm. "Agggh! Fuck!" The Private cursed while looking at the arrow in disbelief, they can shoot arrows.

A moment later a hail of arrows is launched from a distance away. "Take cover!" Specialist Thomas shouted as he dove down, bringing the Staff Sergeant along with him. Looking up towards the unit that's taking cover behind the parapets, it looks like they're fine. However, the citizens of Italica don't share the same fate, with Gideon witnessing some of them being nailed straight in the forehead by the arrows.