Alone against the ravenous undead, every shot counts—hold the line as snarling waves of rotting flesh claw toward you. Conserve ammo, aim true, and fight with everything you’ve got; once that final bullet’s spent, the horde won’t stop. Survive.
The brain-munchers are swarming again, and it’s your trigger finger standing between survival and the apocalypse. Ammo’s scarce—no room for wasted shots. Outsmart the horde by mixing standard rounds, split-shot bursts, buckshot spreads, and well-timed explosives across 960 waves of relentless undead. One survivor. One modified scattergun. A planet overrun by rotting idiots who never learned to quit.
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