Cen! Be more active!...pwz?
Skater seems on all the time though.
LIves are overrated.
Alright, guys. I should clear something up.
The probability of you being chased by large hordes of zombies is low.
They all want to eat, and the more of them there are, and the les of you means hardly any food for them. So they travel in small groups at most.
say max of 30 zombies at a time...and for the sake of the scenario, I will assum a large number of groups pinned me down.
Next, I'm assuming zinc and that is to make explosives? (has no clue) If so, unless your using it as an alarm, it will be pointless. The blast might knock them down, but won't kill the parasite.
IN response for killing feilds.
"Shi....look at this place, sure as hell ain't childproof." Said chad picking a rifle up off the table and looked down the sight. He was an old man, in his mid 50's, with balding white hair, but still very nimble and active for his age.
"Any of you fired a gun before?" He looked up at us all setting down the gun.
"Once, I went camping, the guys next to us had a pistol i shot." Yellow mumbled. He seemed as though he was deep in thought. Yellow was a big man, large arms, and a face hardened by the weather.
"Greg, Mac, either of you?"
We both just shook our heads. There was mac, 15 years old same as me, He had a pair f ripped levis and an american eagel button up shirt on, with short chopped hair.
"My mom never much cared for guns....I fired a gun once, but no reloading experience." I spoke, sitting down with my back to a wall. I had a pair of tight fitting pants, a black hat on backwards, and a baggy white t-shirt on.
"Alright, well in a nut shell...." Chad gave us a quick lesson on ammo sizes and reloading, as well as how to hold and fire a gun.
"So what now? Do we just sit around?" Asked Mac wishfully. Days of endless walking will do that to you.
"Not quite, we get supplies up stairs and then we dig." Chad said, shouldering a pile of guns. "Mac, Greg, you grab the rest of the guns and food, and get upstairs. Yellow, your gonna help me dig some holes, and break the porch."
"But why do we..." Mac started untill I cut him off.
"Just be glad were not digging."
I have to go for now, so I'm gonna finish up later.
Thats what I meant by story format.....