RUST & ROT

The city fell in a single night. You are what's left standing in it — K-7, a battle-worn combat robot with one working arm cannon and a power core that refuses to quit.

Hold the square against the horde. Zombies pour in from every street in escalating waves: shambling walkers, screaming sprinters, and bloated brutes that shrug off bolts. Read the streets, keep moving, and put down the biggest threat first — because the horde does not get tired, and your armor does.

Scavenge. Upgrade. Hold longer. Every zombie drops scrap. Between waves, K-7 retrofits at the repair bay: bolt on plating, overcharge the cannon, tune the servos, add an auxiliary capacitor. Ten waves stand between you and extraction — and after that, the horde is still out there.

Dusk fog, flickering street lamps, falling ash, and a radio feed of K-7's dry last-stand commentary. One machine. Endless rot.