The barricades were holding as they’d hoped and they had already successfully fought off a wave of drones that took a wrong turn straight down into their kill zone.

Rob and Kenny have been pushing the cart so far and it’s time to take a breather and change shifts. Riley steps forward, eager to play his part, but the Sergeant holds up his hand.

Davis: Hold on, I’ll take this round, you’re taking point and making sure the coast is clear. You’re the fastest out of the lot of us.

Riley looks towards the crossing, which is the furthest they’d gone away from the college so far. It wasn’t the distance from their sanctuary he didn’t like, it was the walls of the bridge which were no