Viva la Revolución

I am with a small group of Mexican fighters. We are in the street. We all have guns and are crouched behind a barrier. There is another group that sees us and starts coming at us and we are shooting at each other. My comrades tell me to run away but I stay as they get closer and closer. As they get almost on top of me I see that they're not normal soldiers but they're zombies. I have a machine gun and spraying bullets all over the place and defeat them.

We are associated with a with a certain drugstore. The other groups may have different sponsors. It's like we are commercial groups not political.

Looking up the street I see another small group and get the idea they are very important. I again my cohorts don't feel it's that important to engage them, but I feel it is critical. I began firing my machine gun and it spews many bullets.. It's almost like a garden hose it arches way up and the bullets are falling down on them but many are reaching the target.