I remember watching the black-and-white film of the guys on Iwo Jima, on Okinawa. Bulky tanks on their backs, pouring it on while exposed to enemy fire; it must have been tough. Likewise Vietnam.
For me it’s more like being an exterminator, only the bugs are real big. And they used to be people. I just walk up, light ‘em, and walk away. The zombies usually go down after about a minute afire. I guess the infection can’t take the heat. Plus, I’d imagine it’s burning the tendons away. Guy behind me douses the fire, we go burn some more.