ICC- Zombie Apocalypse- At the Truck Stop

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OCC- Jim Kerr doesn't have First Aid on his character sheet, which means he just has the default skill level, which is 30% for First Aid. He'd have a chance to save someone's life, but then he wouldn't be able to shoot. Sean Blank did have good First Aid skill, but he died a while back. Most of the good healers have already gone up or down.

There is actually a zombie already in the office, not just one climbing in the window. Jim would have fired at the closer one, which is a point blank shot. Thus, he hit the zombie and you should go ahead and roll 1d10+1d4+2 for damage.

Either Welsh or I will let you know by PM what Buddy heard and smelled.

IC-
In the Fallout shelter-
Max's ears perked up. Whatever Buddy heard, he seemed to hear it too.
 
OCC- Handy, I will let Steve know.

IC-
Down in the shelter-

As he waited for Duke and Lynne to return, Robert pats the dogs on the head to calm them down and quietly wonders what is taking them so long. Casting his light along the hallway he sees a switch box, and opens it. The thing does not seem to have been open in a long time, its hinges squeak as he opens it. Inside he finds a lever.

The screams are clearer now. No doubting them. There are human screams. And something else. The moaning and hunger of something not quite human anymore.

Duke is carrying both rifles but left the shotgun above. Lynne seems to enjoy carrying the M3 Greasegun. Robert puts down his shotgun. “I’ll take the M-4.”

Duke hands it to him.

“So what do you think about the lever?” Asks Lynne.

“What the hell?” Mutters Robert who throws the switch.

The lights begin to come on slowly down the hallway, flickering on and off, then a bit stronger until the lights become steady. One bank of lights goes on and then another, as if the facility were an old man getting out of bed feeling its bones creak as he wakes up.

The hallway is lined with tiles and they go down at an incline towards an office at the bottom of the low slope.

On the side of the hall near the gate is a sign.

“Welcome to the Geronimo Federal Detention Center.
Use of Deadly Force is Authorized.”

Below it is a sign that says that the facility was built in 1953 by the Department of Defense and the US Bureau of Prisons. There is also a sign below that that says. “Reminder- This is a TOP SECRET facility of the US Government. Failure to abide by all TOP SECRET protocols is subject to felony prosecution and imprisonment.”

As the lights continue to go on, for a moment both the screaming and the strange moaning seem to stop.

Both the dogs, catching the scent of the air, are disturbed. Max gives a loan whine, not liking what he smells, but stays firm and offers a low growl.

(OCC- Buddy and Max must roll Sanity- in this case San X5 = 35%. But since Max made his roll Buddy would get a +20% to his roll because of the older dog’s courage and Max’ ‘pack’ mentality)

Behind them the hear someone quickly approaching.

In the Office-
OCC- Sorry but I rolled Jim Kerr’s damage and thought better of it. Steve’s character so Steve should roll. So ignore the roll I made. Also Steve, if you decided to let Jim Kerr retreat, also roll an idea for a way to slow the zombies down- if only for a little while.

One of the monsters is reaching for Jim, while another crawls through the window and onto the office floor, then slowly tries to get to its feet. Outside others are close to the window. As soon as one comes in, another follows.

Jim also passes a glance back towards the garage. Through the office door window he can see that other creatures are entering the garage. No doubt the restaurant is now fully surrounded.

In the Hallway-

Azadeh looks at both Bud and Flip. “We’ve got to leave them. They’re dead already and there is no way we can save them. Try to get the pilot out and I’ll cover.” She straps the AR-15 and uses the .22, firing three times at the nearest creatures, dropping one of the first wave.

Randall hearing the commotion in the hallway and gives the Mini M-14 to Samantha, “I think we’ve got wounded in side. I’m going to help. Cover us.”

Randall rushes out to help Gary carry Bob out. Samantha fires the mini-M-14, hitting one of the creatures that is still trying to get up, but the bullet does not drop the creature. She curse the weak round of the Mini-14 and wishes she had her rifle with her.

The ghouls that remain move towards the closest fresh meat., Bud and Flip.

(If Bud and Flip come out of it, they need to roll sanity).

In the Parking lot-

The skinhead wounded by Bob continues to crawl towards the detonated and Buzz’s body. Reaching for the detonator. He drags his wounded limbs behind him. He needs aid, badly.

He looks up and sees the creatures are not surrounding the diner and approaching. It is too much for him and he is filled with a manic desire to destroy his own life before these dead things can get him. He knows he is doomed. He knows that he will certainly being going to hell for the sins of his life. But if so, than he fears being consumed even more, and will take out as many of the creatures as he can before they get to him.

Mutt, the skinhead with the M-16/203, feels his chest burning from the shotgun blast. Even so he knows he is vulnerable to gunfire from above. He also sees the ghouls swarming around the truck stop and rationally decides it best he retreat while he can He ducks behind one of the cars and races back towards the truck. “We’re getting out of here now.” He tells the others.

The remaining skinhead with the shotgun gets takes cover behind his truck, horrified by what he sees but not so much that he can not longer respond to the threats. “Mutt, let’s go man, we need to run.”

Jeff, the skinhead in the truck, is also aware that things are going badly and that he needs to stay cool if they are going to survive this. He puts the truck into gear and heads towards Mutt to pick him up.

The ghouls have now come around the corners of the diner and are encircling the diner.

At Brownson Airfield-

Kimberly brings her shotgun down so the barrel is pointing up into the monsters head and unloads her last shot at point blank range, blowing the top of the creatures head off.

Meanwhile Baldwin and Joe Barring come around the truck to help in the defense of the helicopter while Michael stands guard near Erica. Both have pistols drawn, expecting an attack from other directions.

At the hotel-

Mr. Foo’s ears are still ringing from the near hit, but he is also aware that there are creatures coming towards them from the west.
 
OCC- Zombie death toll at the diner: Jim, Azadeh, Sally, and Bo each killed one. However, the other zombies have now killed Bud and Flip, so there will shortly be two more zombies (though they'll each only have one arm). The current total is 75. There are now 33(!) in the front area of the diner (including Bud and Flip), one in the office, and an unknown number entering the garage.

IC-
In the Fallout shelter-
Mitchell and Jimmy continued loading shells into their shotguns as Beth breezed past them. "Hey, what's going on upstairs?" asked Jimmy, but she didn't acknowledge him or even slow down.

In the diner-
The zombies closest to Bud and Flip descended upon them, their mouths open. One went after Bud, and the other two targeted Flip. The one on Bud chomped down on him hard. One of the others bit Flip, but the second stumbled and its teeth closed on air. The first one gouged a huge chunk of flesh out of his side.

The second group of zombies that entered the diner caught up with the first, in spite of the damage they had suffered from the grenade. The flames were starting to spread, but none of them caught fire. The next group of eight shambled after them, and fifteen more found their way through the window and door frames . Not only had the first bunches of ghouls broken them on their way in, but they had been completely blown out by the explosion.

On the T-Bone's rooftop-
Charlie, Luke, Rita, Ashley, Tisha, and David reached the west side of the roof. Charlie grinned wide and raised his rifle. Then he cursed again and his smile turned to a frown when he saw that it was empty. He hastily reloaded. "I want to tear these crackers a new one before they escape," he said.

McCormick also reloaded, having spent his magazine.

Sally fired another pair of shots, hitting with both and bringing down another zombie.

Now that the skinheads were fleeing, Bo returned to blasting zombies. He shot one in the head, taking it almost completely off.

"Where are zey?" asked Hausmann, her German accent showing. "Nobody will be able to survive down zere for long."

At the motel-
The running ghoul closest to the motel was almost there. In desperation, Stephanie leaned over the edge and fired two more shots at its head as it burst from the grass, hitting once, slowing it down but not stopping it. It reached the motel, and the other wounded creature was only ten yards off. The two behind it closed to 20 yards. The last one was still a ways off. The three nearby would all arrive around the same time, and Stephanie's heart sank when she realized she couldn't possibly stop them all.

"Good shot!" said Jenny. "Another one hit, but it's here now!" she called to the balcony.

Ellen continued to try to bandage Mr. Foo, but he was having none of it. He forced himself to his feet, raised his MP-5, and set the selector back to single shot mode. "Time for that later," he said, taking aim at the wounded zombie ten yards from the motel, since the one Stephanie had just shot was now out of his line of sight. "Most of the damage is just shock anyway. Are we clear to the east?" He fired two quick shots, but they both went wide.

Ellen cautiously peeked around the corner. "The skinheads are trying to get away!"

"Let them,' said Mr. Foo. "I'm sure they'll be back later, but we'll worry about it then. Right now we've got bigger problems. Get your keys out. We're going to fall back to the closest room on the east side."

At Brownson Airfield-
Joe Barring raised his shotgun and fired at the heads of the group of five zombies closing in. His shot was dead-on accurate., and it hit all five of the creatures, wounding all of them badly. None of them fell, but all were slowed down. They staggered onwards together, closing to forty yards.

"Nice shooting, Tex!" said Kimberly, eyes wide in admiration.

Baldwin fired twice at the least wounded of the zombies Joe had shot, hitting it in the head both times. The second shot was even better than the first, ripping the thing's head apart. It dropped, leaving only four close by. But they could see more coming in the distance.

Kimberly smiled at Baldwin. "Wow! Thanks, guys. I'm in good hands here!"
 
OCC- Stompie- Not sure if the hollow point explains the bonus damage on the .357 has more to do with the bullet and the impact of the shot. Hollow points might offer added damage. However, I doubt Wallace has hollow points.

OCC- Steve- see post on idea, although its fairly obvious.

IC-

Brownson airfield-
Kimberly fires her Spas-12 at the nearest running zombie, hitting the ghoul but not bringing it down. Having come close to fast ghoul already, she hopes to slow down enough.

From elsewhere they begin to hear louder moaning coming from the southeast, in the direction of Sidney.

In the Diner-
OCC- we need to roll sanity again for those who witness the acts of cannibalism. Jim Kerr roll sanity.

IC-
Azadeh yells to Randall and Gary, "Go, get him out of here." As the two men drag Bob back to the hallway. "Make sure that back door doesn't come open."

Even as she backs up towards the hallway, her eyes are still on the ghouls now tearing apart Bud and Flip. She finds the disgust sits in the pit of her stomach as she sees the old man who protected her be consumed by the swarming ghouls, but does not let them shake her focus. "And make sure that damn office door is closed."

Gary's task is partially relieved as Randall helps him drag Bob back. Even the sight of two men being devoured and being slowly torn apart does not shake his concentration. However, even Randall's experience as a med student can't prevent the utter revulsion that twists his stomach and he turns his head to vomit.

Samantha also catches glimpse of the cannibalistic feast in the diner before turning away. Despite the grisly sight she reminds herself of the many times she has seen animals consumed in the wild, and this thought she stays focused. Perhaps they are living in a new age where these things are predator and humans are prey.

Together Gary and Randall are able to drag Bo back into the hallway towards the door. Azadeh is right behind them.

In the parking lot

The creatures are now clearly coming around the diner. Mutt, the wounded skinhead with the M-16/203, stumbles towards the pick up truck and drops into the back as the truck fires his shotgun at the nearest one, dropping it onto the pavement.

Jeff, the driver quickly wheels the truck through the garage and begins to pull out.

Meanwhile the skinhead they left behind continues to crawl towards Buzz and the detonator. He knows that if he can get the switch then he and so many of the creatures will be obliterated in the blast.

On the T-Bone rooftop

Those on the west side of the rooftop should roll spot hidden.

In the Fallout shelter-

The lights come on and the detention center begins to buzz.

"Detention center? Underground?" Asks Duke.

Lynne shrugs. "Don't ask me. I never heard of this. And my folks were indians around here and we didn't know about it."

Robert looks around and touches the dust on the wall. "It looks like its been abandoned by a long time."

At that moment the screaming begins again from somewhere in the facility.

Soon thereafter begins a mournful wailing that isn't quite human.

"Apparently not quite abandoned." Says Duke.

The footsteps approach from behind them and they turn. Beth runs down the corridor towards them and the movement almost catches them by surprise. But they recognized the panic and fear in Beth's eyes.

Robert grabs at Beth before she passes them and pulls her close. She screams in panic.

"Hush" he whispers. "It's ok."

"They're inside. They're so many of them. They... they..." For a moment Beth tries to break free of his grasp and continue headlong. But the moment of connection seems to begin to calm her.

"But you're ok now." Whispers Robert.

"No. no... they're up there. They're coming."

"But you can't keep running down that way. They're down here too. But it's ok, you're among friends."

Beth looks up and sees the lights have come on. She blinks and her trembling begins to subside until she is fully calm, but still in Roberts arms.

"You'll be ok. You will. They're not going to get you." Says Robert.

"How can you say that?" She asks.

"Because I know." He says, "You're too tough for that. But if you want a better gun that that .38, you might want to back up there and grab one of the rifles that Mitchell found."

Suddenly she is uncomfortable with being held by this man she only met this morning and breaks away. Robert lets her.

"They found rifles?"

"Yes," Says Duke. "And I thinkn that we're going to try to hold them off down here."

Beth nods. "I'll go up and see what I can do."
 
OCC- Wallace killed a zombie at Brownson with his most recent shot, leaving three very badly wounded close to the truck. But others are on the way...

I'll assume Luke and Alice spent the last round reloading. They probably needed to at this point anyway.

Zombies left at the diner: At last count there were 73 in all. I won't count dead people until they actually turn into zombies, which hasn't happened yet as far as anyone knows. The skinhead with the shotgun killed one, and I count five kills from the roof, leaving 67 total. There are now 37 in the front area of the diner, 2 in the office, and an unknown number in the garage. Some of the zombies are pursuing the skinheads, but there are still others trying to get inside the diner. There are two zombies outside with head wounds, one with 8 damage and one with 1.

IC-
At Brownson Airfield-
The zombie Wallace shot fell, its brains blown out. Joe Barring operated the shotgun's pump with expert efficiency and fired at the three remaining ghouls, but this time he fired over their heads. Baldwin got off two shots, missing twice. The creatures closed to thirty yards.

Baldwin spotted a dozen more of them in the distance. "We better take these things down fast and reload! There are eight more coming behind them at high speed, and another four more slowly."

"We've got a bunch more coming from the southeast too!" called Erica Spears, looking in that direction. Both groups looked like they would start arriving around the same time. "I wish I had a rifle right about now."

In the diner-
The zombies in the second wave began to chow down, three of them munching on Bud and two more on Flip. There were now four chewing on each corpse. The next bunch of eight ghouls was close behind them, their teeth bared. None of them passed through the fire, which was now starting to settle down and run out of wooden chairs and tables to burn. The next group of fifteen began making their way towards the hideous feast, and six more staggered through the shattered front windows.

Gary and Randall lugged Bob towards the liquor closet, knowing they'd never get him up the ladder. A trail of blood dripped from the holes in the pilot's back. "Jim, close that office door! Dave, there's a wounded man coming in! Get ready to help us with him."

At the motel-
Stephanie took a step back and fired two more shots at the head of one of the runners, but they were moving too fast for her to hit. On the balcony above, Mr. Foo also fired twice at one of them, hitting with one round and seriously wounding it. "I'll be right behind you!" he told Ellen. "Hand me my sword and go!" He held the MP-5 in his right hand while Ellen drew his sword from his scabbard and placed it in his left. He didn't plan to attack with it unless his gun jammed and he had no way to retreat, but he could parry with it if they got too close.

The ghoul that had reached the motel found the unbarricaded staircase and climbed it, reaching the west side of the balcony. The next one arrived at the hotel at the same time as the undamaged runner, and the one Mr. Foo had just shot was now ten yards from the motel. The sixth creature closed to forty yards.

Ellen Cody dashed around the corner, the key to the nearest room already in her hand. She unlocked the door and waved her arms to Charlie Moon, shouting: "Charlie, help! They're after us!" Then she ran inside and began moving furniture to block the window.

On the T-Bone's rooftop-
Sally let off another two shots at a zombie behind the diner, putting both into its head and barely doing enough damage to bring it down.

Charlie Moon was about to fire at one of the skinheads when he heard Ellen's call for help. "Hang on!" he called back. "I've got you covered!" He adjusted his aim to the motel's balcony and awaited targets. He was oblivious to everything else. Only Ellen's safety mattered to him.

Roger McCormick fired at the head of another ghoul, connecting and bringing it down hard.

Bo Richards blasted another zombie in the head and downed it.

Rita gritted her teeth and shot a zombie that the priest had wounded earlier in the head with Hammond's .357, finishing it. She too noticed nothing.

At her side, Ashley let loose with two shots from the .38, missing with the first and barely hitting with the second, knocking out its teeth but doing little else. "Guess I need more practice," she said. "And my eyes checked out."

Tisha stood beside Luke and fired his .357 Magnum at a zombie, only missing by a hair. She closed her eyes and shook her head, missing whatever there was to see.

David aimed his Sig Sauer at a zombie's head and fired twice in quick succession. Both shots slammed into it and pulverized it. He was so focused on shooting that he paid no attention to his surroundings.

"Where are Bob and Jim?" asked Dr. Hausmann. "They should be up here by now."

"Maybe they go downstairs, to fallout shelter," suggested Mrs. Foo.

The doctor went pale. "Nein! Mein Gott! They can't go down there. It's a deathtrap!"

"Those things could go in after them, yes," said the old Chinese woman, "and they have no way out."

(OCC- Anyone on the roof may roll Psychology - base skill is 5%)
 
Brownson Airport

Wallace Opened the cylender, and checked the primers; of the bullets. "two shots left." he said to his self; watching the ghouls, as they cained on him. Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved four fresh shells; and set them on the sturdy roof of the truck; and began to pull the spent shells out, with his finger-nails.

(Tactical Reload)
 
OCC - good ol' Bob has no clue what's going on. lucky for him to be knocked out cold.

On the rooftop -

OCC - Luke (instead of reloading as suggested) will shoot at the closest human (not zombies, since they have no grenades and since he has a shotgun, range isn't so good). i presume this means he'll be shooting at the crawling guy, since i think he's nearest.
as for the roll for what i assume to be the remote: Spot Hidden: West roof (55%) (1d100=84) (who made a hunter with such a crappy spot hidden should be shot ;) )

Liquor closet -

Dave continues to perpare his barricade, but doesn't look outside, not willing to risk getting his head removed from his shoulders, or blocking a person running for shelter by accident.
 
OCC- Ok a quick count of the stock of weapons.
The Storeroom provides- 2 semi-auto shotguns 12 gauage, 2 M-1s, 2 M-14s, 2 M-4s, 2 M-16s, 2 greaseguns, 4 colt .45s, 1 M-79 + 20 rounds, and another 20 grenades. Of this- Mitchell and Jimmy have both taken the shotguns, Jimmy has taken two grenades, Lynne has grabbed one Greasegun and a colt .45, Robert has one M-4 and Duke has an M-14. Beth has taken the last M-4 and the last Greasegun, but there are also two pump shotguns left behind by Robert and Duke.



Underneath the T-Bone-

Beth retraces her steps back to the storeroom, taking with her Robert's 12 gauge shotgun. Mitchell has begun to prepare a barricade at the bottom of the stairwell using what boxes are nearby.

When Beth reaches Mitchell she drops off the shotgun and looks at the recent stock of weapons before settling on one of the M-4 carbines.

"Where is everyone else?" She asks.

"They went upstairs." Replies Mitchell. "I think Dave wants to try to keep the door open till the last moment and then retreat down here."

She nods. "Are they armed?"

"No, I was just opening the boxes when they left." Says Mitchell.

Beth reaches down and grabs the other M-3 Greasegun. "Someone up their might need this." Then she proceeds up the stairs.

Further below-
Duke, Robert and Lynne begin to move down the corridor, weapons ready. The dogs are slightly ahead of them, sniffing nervously.

They proceed past the reception office and then down a hallway to what seems to have been a staff room. A quick look inside and they see nothing but a few bunks.

They continue down the hallway. There are more doors further down the corridor.

On the rooftop-
@Suaside- take the shot.
 
On the rooftop:
Alice had been busy reloading her gun and she looked up to see the explosion of the grenade. "those fucking skinheads" she said. She took aim at the nearest skinhead and fired but she missed since he was further away then she thought. "Damm" she yelled as she recocked the rifle preparing to take another shot.

Further below in the shelter:
Buddy looked back to make sure the humans were following and to his right to make sure that Max was there also. He was shaking but with Max there he seemed alright. While he walked he looked around to see if he saw any traps but failed to see anything to be alarmed about.

In the office:
Jim Kerr felt stupid as he realized that the simplist way to stop the zombies was the wooden door. He slammed it shut behind him as he ran down the hall to the ladder trying to figure out which way he wanted to go once he got there.
 
Quick post-

In the hallway-

Randall and Gary are able to drag the unconscious Bob into the liquor closet as Azadeh, Samantha and Jim Kerr provide cover.

As Randall and Gary bring Bob down, Beth runs up the stairwell carrying the M-4 and the Greasegun. She leaves the Greasegun with Dave. "How many left?"

Those that remain in the hallway cannot see what is happening in the diner as the ghouls continue their feast. But they are very aware of the pounding on the back door and are alarmed as the door seems to be giving way. They can also hear a low moan of the creature in the office as it approaches the back door.

OCC- ok, who goes where?
 
On the rooftop -

Luke fails to spot anything, due to his concentration on taking the shot.

He fires at the crawling skinhead, hitting him in the arm again (7 dmg).


The liquor closet -

"Anyone wanting to go down, do so now! We're sealing the closet!" Dave yells.

Dave thanks Beth for the gun and takes a brief look at it. The gun seems extremely basic, simple safety and no fire selection.


On the way down -

Bob is still blissfully unaware of everything going on around him.
 
OCC- Steve, I posted something on the OC post. You can still go down, but for now I am going to send you up.

IC-
In the hallway-

Samantha quickly follows Randall and Gary as they carry Bob down into the storehouse below. When they arrive at the storehouse she plans to provide what first aid she can.

Jim Kerr begins to climb the ladder. Willie reaches down and offers a hand to pull him up.

Rosie yells, "Hurry!"

Indeed the office door receives a heavy hit from the creature within. Heavier damage is being done to the back door

Azadeh steps back into the liquor closet and says to Dave, "Once Jim's up he's the last. Do you have a secondary position?"

Beth nods, "Yes, they are working on one down below."

"They'll eventually get in here. " Says Beth. "But if we can draw them into an area where we can concentrate fire, we might be able to stop them."

Jim Kerr seems uncertain in that moment.
 
OCC- Zombie death count at the diner: At last count 67 zombies remained, but the skinheads killed one and six were killed from the roof. That leaves 60 in all, plus Buzz is now a zombie as well. There are now 42 inside the diner, 3 in the office, and an unknown number in the garage. The rest of them are either beating on the doors or going after the skinheads, I'd say, so that should be it for zombies entering the front of the diner for now.

EDIT: Added Tisha's shot.

IC-
At Brownson Airfield-
Kimberly aimed her shotgun at the heads of the three wounded zombies and fired, hitting all three and dropping all of them. "Oh, yeah!" she said. But now her shotgun was empty and she would need to reload.

Joe Barring took advantage of the lull in fighting to load two shells into his Mossberg. Luckily, Wallace had two speedloaders ready with six bullets already loaded into each of them, as well as four individual rounds. Since he had fired four shots so far and the zombies were still a little ways off, he had time to load the four bullets before they got within range and he could save the speedloaders for later, when he might not have as much time. Baldwin also loaded two more bullets into his revolver.

The lull didn't last long. Four more zombies ran towards them, closing to sixty yards. Three walking ghouls arrived along with them. The other four runners and the last walker weren't far behind.

At the same moment, Erica Spears could clearly see seven figures coming towards them from Sidney. Five of them were quite close, only sixty yards away, and three of them were runners. Thankfully, the other four were just walking. They were all too far for either her or Michael to have a good chance at hitting with their pistols...but they were closing in fast. "Get ready, Michael! Here they come! You two with the shotguns, we need at least one of you here fast!" She raised her Beretta and took aim.

(OCC- Wallace can load two bullets or one speedloader per round. Last round he loaded two bullets, and this round he can load two more. Then the .357 will be fully loaded when the zombies get within forty yards, which is the closest he can shoot without penalty. Stompie and Gonzalez need to decide who should stay at the truck and who should go defend the chopper. Note that Baldwin won't be so keen to leave his truck.)

In the parking lot-
The crippled skinhead cried out with agony as the buckshot ripped his arm and his lifeblood drained out. His last thought was that he was now doomed to become one of those horrible things, unable to set off the explosives and destroy his body. The last thing he saw was Buzz rising and running towards him, his eyes red and his ruined arm dangling from his side. Mercifully, he expired before the creature could arrive and begin to feast on his corpse. A bunch of slower zombies were close behind it.

As the truck pulled onto the road and headed north, some of the ghouls pursued it. The skinhead in the back with the shotgun blasted the closest one in the head, but failed to bring it down. Mutt, who was riding next to him, fired his M-16 and hit, finishing it.

In the diner-
The zombies continued their macabre feast. Flip was torn limb from limb, rendering him unable to rise up as another zombie, but there was still plenty of Bud to go around. Another five zombies staggered inside.

At the motel-
Stephanie fired twice at a zombie's head, missing horribly. "Oh, no..." she moaned. She knew she only had one bullet left in the gun, and if she reloaded she'd miss her last chance to stop the sixth creature, which was only twenty yards off now. The other uninjured zombie headed up the partly blocked staircase and began to claw at the furniture in its path. So did the damaged ghoul at the base of the motel, not far behind it. The one Mr. Foo had shot reached the motel.

"Don't worry," said Jenny. "You're doing a lot better than I could have. You hit three out of six so far and took down that first one. You're even doing better than Mr. Foo. He only hit once, and you bought him enough time to survive."

Stephanie nodded and took aim. She only hoped Jenny was right.

On the balcony, the zombie that Stephanie had wounded twice rounded the southwest corner and came towards Mr. Foo, its jaw hanging loosely from its face. Before he could react, a shot rang out from behind him. It was Charlie Moon, and his bullet struck it in the head and slew it outright.

Now that he had some breathing room, Mr. Foo took two shots at the distant running corpse's head, this time hitting twice and slaughtering it. Three down, he thought, three to go. At this point I need to retreat back to the room.

Inside the room, Ellen Cody moved the heavy dresser with ease, blocking the window with it. Then she looked for something she could use to blockade the door once her boss got inside.

On the T-Bone's rooftop-
Dr. Hausmann peered down the hatch and saw Jim Kerr standing in the hallway below. "Jim!" she called. "Get up the ladder, quick! Trust me, you do not want to go downstairs! I do hope Bob did not go down there."

Sally landed two more good hits on the head of the zombie McCormick had wounded and downed it. "That's fifteen," she said, reaching for another clip.

Roger McCormick fired again at a zombie, penetrating its skull and exploding its head. "Praise the Lord!" he said with a smile. "And pass the ammunition."

One more, thought Bo. Then I'd better go over to the hatch and blast the ones in the hallway. Running low on targets out here anyway. He shot another zombie in the head, reducing it to a bloody pulp.

"Shoot straighter, girl!" chided Rita. "Let me show you how it's done." She pointed the .357 at a zombie's head and landed a powerful hit that took it down.

"I'm trying my best, Rita," said Ashley, firing two more shots and this time hitting with both, causing a lot of damage to the one she had shot earlier but failing to bring it down.

"Well, your best damn well ain't good enough, Ashley! If you can't use that thing right I'll take it back and give it to someone who can."

Tisha leveled Luke's .357 Magnum at the wounded zombie and shot it in the head, dropping it.

David fired at the head of a zombie in the parking lot that was uncomfortably close to his truck. Both shots hit, and the ghoul went down.

In the Fallout shelter-
Jimmy finished loading his new shotgun and joined Mitchell in preparing a barricade at the bottom of the stairs, making sure to leave enough room for the people who still had to come down.

Further below-
The screams were getting louder and more desperate. The hallway echoed with them, and it was difficult to tell exactly where they were coming from.

"This place sure is creepy," said Lynne. Max whimpered as if in agreement, but remained steady. He turned his head from side to side, his ears sticking up. He seemed to hear something and pointed at one of the doors, yipping excitedly.

"I think he heard something in there," said Duke.

"Maybe the screaming woman is on the other side of that door," said Robert. "We've got to help her!"

Duke thought for a second. "If someone's being held captive in there, I'd bet that door's locked." He looked at Lynne and grinned. "Ready to do your thing again? We'll cover you."

Lynne went to the door while the men held their rifles ready. She tried the door - it was indeed locked - and went to work with her picks. The lock shortly came open. Lynne backed away from the door and raised her Grease gun, nodding. Duke opened the door while the others kept him covered.
 
Brownson Airport

Wallace had replaced two of the spent cartredges, and then began on the last two. Using his tumb-nail to pry the warm shell out, he removed it. The spent brass hit the roof, and rolled; clanking one of the other three. He then reached into his pocket, grabing a fresh shell, and slid it into the cylender; and then repeated the process, retrieving the spent casing, and replacing it with a new shell.
 
Short post-

At Brownson Airfield-

Kimberly, still reloading retreats back towards the helicopter to help protect it from the ghouls coming from Sidney.

"How long till you get that thing full and airborne." She asks as she quickly loads.

"Not soon enough." Says Erica, who also has her 9 mm ready.
 
OOC: Sorry for not posting before. I endangered the landing zone! :) Oh, and sorry for the shortness of the post.

IC:

Michael sees the zombies coming near, it is imperative to hold them back and realizes he will have to assist the others and shoot at them.

Michael centers the aim at the head of one of the upcoming zombies, but misses by a hear.
 
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