Mad Mike: Highway To Hell

In the Deadlands, Mike must fight against gangs lead by Muscle and Boombox and confront bandit handlers that live in sandstorms that use cannibals as pets in order to survive and protect the innocents.


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Mike looked down at the twitching remains and noticed the man’s mouth snapped, as if trying to reach out and bite one of Mike’s booted feet, with his bloodshot eyes still looked on widely and Mike spoke to himself, aloud, “My God.” He sheathed his knife and tried running towards the other RV when Mike sensed someone rushing at him from behind and immediately ducted as another cannibal jumped at him and missed.  Mike quickly pulled out his .44 and aimed at the cannibal’s face, as it bared his teeth at him and made a dog snarling sound, and pulled the trigger as the cannibal’s head exploded.  He then whipped around and blew out a cannibal female’s right lower leg and she fell forward, but got up and dragged herself onward, snarling and clawing her way at Mike and he fired and blew the top of her head to bloody pieces and she fell forward, spilling blood and brains onto the sand.  A male cannibal knocked him down, forcing Mike to lose his gun and Mike threw him off his back as he turned and the cannibal jumped at him again, but Mike punched him hard in the face, as he jumped, and he flew back.  Another came from behind but Mike grabbed one of his arms and flipped him over onto his back before planting his right foot on the cannibal’s, snarling, face and crushed it as he twisted the heel of his boot while at the same time snapping his left arm.  The previous cannibal jumped at him again (like a four legged animal) but Mike made a roundhouse kick in its face, pulled out his combat knife, stabbed it through the chest and he punched the cannibal’s face so hard that he beat it to a pulp and sent blood flying all over Mike’s face.  More cannibals jumped or ran after him and Mike kicked and punched at vital areas in their bodies that only a doctor or an experience killer would know till a large one clawed his chest and jumped back before Mike could grab hold and Mike stifled a painful cry and that’s when he saw his .44 to his left, snatched it from the ground and fired three shots at the heads of two female cannibals and the large one that clawed him and Mike heard a muffled thump as the large creature fell flat on its face.


    The cannibals suddenly scattered and Mike quickly took the time to reload as he kneeled and looked at his surroundings as he discharged the empty shells and reloaded.  He cocked his .44 Magnum and resumed his heading to the RV where the driver and Cindy are when he hears a girl screaming and he ran as hard and as fast as he could.  He saw the door was already open and he jumped inside and saw two cannibals, one gnawing at the driver and another biting down at Cindy as she tries to fight it off and hears her dying screams while a bandit held leashes on both the cannibals, like they are his pets.  Mike screams in a furious rage as he pistol whipped the bandit handler at the back of his head, sending drops of blood flying in the RV as he fell sideways and Mike thrusts his right hand through the spine and exited the cannibal’s chest with dark blood covering his hand and forearm as Mike clutched its hair and pulled it out.  He then grabs the corpse and throws it back and immediately smashes his fist through the other’s chest as it turned and snarled at Mike, through its bloody covered teeth.  Inside the former human’s body, Mike grabbed its spine (making cracking and snapping sounds) and tore the former person’s spine out, sending large pools of blood around him and more to his already bloody arm as its body fell limp and lifeless.  


    “GET HIM BOYS!” Mike looked up to see another bandit handler and when his cannibal “pets” came after him, Mike used the partial spine of the other dead cannibal and swung it from left to right in one move and blasted apart one of the cannibal’s head’s, sending blood, brain and bone to the side of the RV.  He then shoved the spine into the stomach of another as he grabbed its throat and as the cannibal struggled, Mad Mike screamed with a furious rage.  There was a crunching sound and blood was oozing between Mike’s fingers and out the corners of the cannibal’s eyes as it grabbed his hand, trying to pry loose, but then its head popped out like a cork in a bottle.  The handler then punched Mike in the face, grabbed him and threw him over his head to the floor.  The handler then pulled out a machete and brought it down over Mike’s head, but Mike grabbed his wrist and stopped him just when the tip of the blade just scrapped the bridge of his nose.  Mike twisted it and there was a loud snap from the handler’s wrist and the handler screamed in agony.  Mike then flipped around, behind the handler and grabbed both of his arms and pulled them back, pinning his body forward and there were double snaps and the handler screamed even louder.  The other handler (with the left side of his face all bloody) got up and slashed a jagged blade at Mike, but Mike rolled over to his right side and the jagged blade made a deep cut from the stomach to the chest of the other handler and blood poured out and sent a spray to the other handler’s face, temporarily blinding him.  Mike then kicked the bloody handler and knocked him into his comrade and they both fell down.  As Mike stood up, the handler came after Mike again, but Mike grabbed the arm that his hand held a knife and flipped him forward and as he scrambled up, Mike kicked him and he flew back, smashing through the windshield and fell hard outside.  Mike looked back at Cindy and saw a large pool of blood surrounding her mangled neck and chest.  Cindy lifted her head and reached out towards Mike, with her bloody right hand, as she tried to speak.  Without hesitation, Mike tore down a curtain and tore a large piece off and held it to her neck and Mike said, “I’m going to get help, just hold this tight to your throat and don’t speak.” Cindy gave a single nod and Mike hurried to the front of the RV and pulled out the radio and tuned in on the frequency and Mike spoke urgently, “This is Mike on RV2, I need immediate medical assistance!  Everyone keep your doors and windows locked and do not go outside!” He repeated his message two more times before he dropped the radio (not caring who replied or spoke back) and went back over to Cindy’s side with his sawed off shotgun pulled out and aimed at the front of the RV.

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