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DUDE! THE ZTF! Wow, that reminds me of the ZFT from Fringe. I love Fringe
Sirfrank copy fail.
You and a friend have found a truck with keys inside and with a half tank of gas. It only has enough room for your supplies(two crates of food) and room for barricading equipment that takes up the rest of the bflat bed your in a parking lot in front of a warehouse (urban area like wal-mart or somthing) and you see a women with a child (7-8 yr old) being chased by a swarm of zombies(30-40), while another swarm has come from the other direction(20 undead) have come out towards you(about 100 yards away including abandoned cars) and the women is(200 yards away) making haste to you guys you only have a Machete and you friend only has a kitchen knife and a small pistol with only 4 bullets...your friend could try to make room in the flat bed but at the paste the other swarm you'll be killed before she gets to you, what would you do and how would you do it?
"Alright Chris, is that everything?" I took my hat off my head and scratched my head. I was skinny. far skinnier then I had ever been, wearing tight fitting jeans, and a Leather jacket over top of a White T-shirt.
"Seems like it. You wanna see if we can't get into anyother cars?" Chris motioned with his head to the parking lot around us. He was wearing Motorcylce leathers, complete with helmet.
"No, I juust wanna get out of here, and back home."
"Alright, your choice. You driving?"
"Well, I never got my drivers liscence. Probably better if you do."
"Help me!" A women was yelling from a couple hundred feet out in the parking lot. she was caring a screaming child in her arms.
"Chris! We gotta help her"
"Get in!" He ran around the other side of the truck and jumped in, slamming the key into the igniton. The truck roared with life.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked, as I jumped into the pasanger seat and we took off towards the women.
"Roll the window down all the way. When we get close, sit in the window, and elt those two up here." He ordered.
I did as I was told. I got positioned on the window, and Chris slammed the truck into the closest zombies. We drew close to the women putting the truck between Her and the zombies.
"Get in!" I screamed!
"Thank you so much! The women yelled. She jumped into the truck, sending the kid in front of here. I told her to grab my feet to hold me in the truck. Then use my hands to hold onto the side mirror, or what ever else I could.
Then, simply drive off to a safer location.
That should work......Any one wanna fix my plan?