Nacht Der Untoten/Backstory

This is a fictional backstory for the Zombies map Nacht der Untoten. Other backstories for Zombies maps with little to no background information will be written in the future.

Backstory
The 2nd platoon of the 88th Infantry Regiment stationed at the heavily damaged bunker had defended against the onslaught of enemy attacks late into the night. Sustaining casualties of over half the platoon, the remaining survivors were preparing for a second offensive by the Russians. Pvt. Meyer, ordered by his commanding officer to provide overwatch from outside the bunker, was watching for any possible movement that could signal another attack. A dense fog was surrounding the outside of the bunker, making overwatch near impossible. Despite this, Meyer kept watch over the possible enemy target area.

Signalling the all clear, Meyer began reading the damaged copy of Heart of Darkness he found while travelling to the bunker. From the authors name, he could tell the book was of American origin. Luckily, the old work of text was in German.

"It was difficult to realize that his work was not out there in the luminous estuary, but behind him, within the brooding gloom."

The platoon had lost contact with the 15th Infantry Division only an hour ago, but his had not caused any sense of alarm amoung the soldiers. Communication failures are expected in these kinds of conditions.

Meyer's train of thought was interrupted by the sound of someone walking. Aiming his Kar98k, Meyer stayed in a constant state of fear as the sound neared, turning into a pattern of random steps and tumbles. It sounded as though the person closing in was stumbling towards the bunker.

Out of the gloom, Meyer spotted a person slowly making their way towards the bunker. As he thought, the person was stumbling along the ground, as though they were in pain. As Meyer was reporting the elusive figure to his superior, he didn't realise a number of others had joined the lone individual. The group all had different patterns of walking; some stumbled, while others marched. As they made their way closer to the bunker, Meyer heard an inhuman scream 5 metres from where he was lying down. Almost instantly, Meyer rolled to the side, clutching his weapon, landing at the bottom of the small hill he was on top of only a few seconds ago, hitting his head on a piece of piping. Disorientated from the hit, Meyer took a few seconds to come to his senses.

"Identifizieren sie sich!", a soldier shouted from within the bunker. Seconds later, inhuman screams, gunfire and shouts of pain were surging from the bunker. Standing up, Meyer glanced around at his surroundings. A soldier was standing at the top of the hill, looking down at him. Meyer then realised the "soldier" was but a corpse in a uniform, with orange glowing eyes and rotting flesh as skin. The "soldier" then began moving down the hill, falling over as it took one step. Meyer took this as a chance to make his way back to the bunker, moving towards the back entrance where the Untoten couldn't be seen.

Still grasping his rifle, Meyer entered the ruined bunker to a horrific sight. Most of his platoon were dead or injured on the ground, while only remaining soldier was slowly moving backwards to where Meyer was currently standing. Shouting for help, the soldier turned around and bagan sprinting, not taking notice of Meyer. Running past him, Meyer then joined him as they both sprinted towards the remaining trucks outside the bunker. As they arrived, Meyer smashed the side window and unlocked the truck door. Searching for the keys, the other soldier shouted at Meyer to defend the truck.

Loading his rifle, he began firing at the incoming undead. Taking down a few, Meyer's ally passed him the keys. Starting up the druck, the sound of the car failing to start made the blood drain from Meyer's face. Before the trio knew it, zombies started climbing up to the truck doors. Starting the engine again, a wave of relieve sweeped over the two as the engine buzzed into operation. Hitting down on the peddle, Meyer drove straight through the wave of undead, running over some in the process.

As the two relaxed, a scream coming from Meyer's side of the truck caused him do a sharp right turn. Before Meyer could react, he smashed the back of the truck into a tree, flipping the vehicle on its side.

Wavering in and out of consciousness, Meyer felt a horrible pain in his left leg and side. He stayed still for what seemed like hours, not caring wether any undead were approaching. Deciding to see if he had broken a leg, Meyer looked down at his left side. His leg was clearly fractured, and he had broken at least two ribs. Looking around, he spotted the other soldier firing at approaching zombies, appearing as though he was low on ammo. Shouting out in pain, the other soldier noticed Meyer, and went over to help him. Dragging him away, Meyer saw a large American plane fly over.