Jordan was right behind Derek. He ran up to the locker room door. He was tired. He turned around and shot two zombies then entered the locker room. He had to make sure they didn't see where they were hiding.
"Hey...Whats...*pant*..Up Sam.." Jordan put his hands on his knees then sat down on a bench.
"How did yall get in!? I thought I locked the door! But I'm glad to see ya friend," Sam said.
Jordan got up and locked the door. He prayed no one else would come to the locker room, for they would be locked out, and he would not be able to open it, for zombies would be aware of where they were. He sat down again.
"This is Cy and his son Cobby, and you know Jake," Sam told Jordan.
"Hey, whats up!" Jordan said, still a bit tired.
Jordan turned on the TV, sitting on the table by the fridge.
"Hello. This is KBCT news, in Reno. There has been some sort of infection going around that is turning people into what we know as 'zombies'. Stay indoors, take up arms. Las Vegas, Nevada has been consumed, along with some parts of its nearby states, Idaho, Utah and California. U.S. army general, Robert Dirkman, stated this earlier, "We will not risk infecting the military. The military has been sent to Texas, Kansas, Oklahoma, South and North Dakota, and Nebraska to keep the infection from spreading to the rest of the the United States. We advise all citizens still left in the infection zone to make there way here as fast as they can." Now my friends, we must go off the air. I pray all of you make it safe."
A scream was heard, then a gunshot, then the screen turned to static.
"You know..I've always wanted to see what was at Area 51," Jordan grinned.
The headset that was still in Ben's pocket crackled to life.
-"Book, if you are still alive we are not going to leave you behind man."
Jacob-"Is that you Bryson?"
Bryson-"Yeah.. we are about 150 miles away from Las Vegas. Do you know of any other survivors in the area?"
Jacob-"... No, it's just me and my friend Ben. We are all that is left."
Bryson-"That's a shame man.. What about Kennedy military base?"
Jacob-"Over-run. The last chopper hauled ass out of here."
Bryson-"We'll be there in about an hour or two. Stay alive."
Jacob-"Will do. Over and out."
Jacob slumped up against the wall of the building. "About an hour..."
" well i love you be safe. Im leaving from the roof " He climbed to the roof. Few zombies. He could probably outrun them. He crefully climbed down. The zombies looked at him. Rand took aim and shot one in the neck. He readjusted and hit its head. Then he ran off. After about 10 minutes of straight running he stop. Out of breath he took a little break. Zombies following him. He turned around 7 of them aproaching fast " O_O !!!! dammit" He aimed and shot 3 shots " o shyt !" He reloaded in a few seconds and then started to kill them.
He hit there heads for the most part with every 4 bullets , 4 zombies remained and hes out of ammo. He took out his ASP and wacked the 4 that aproached him at the same time. One scratched him a little " noo !" He elbowed it and beat its head in. The last 2 got back up. He put the ASP away and pulled out his knife. He stabed one in the head and the other grabed him. He tripped it to the ground and stabed it in the back of the head.
"Hah .... i made it " He turned around. About 20 zombies were watching him " ummm hi ?" They ran toward him " JESUS CHRIST !!!!" He bolted. So tred but he wasnt ganna stop. He reached his house. The door was up. He took out his key and jammed it in there and closed and locked the door. The zombies banged on the door and windows. He ran up stairs and plopped on his bed. Tiredly. After a half hour he got up.
He pulled out the case under his bed. He put the stock on the UMP and shoved a full clip of 25 into the gun. He cocked the sub machine gun. He had 5 clips. But he had 100 bullets. He shoved the boxes of amunition in his side pockets of his BDU pants. He reloaded his .45 and put it aside. From now on he would have to load the .45 USP bullet by bullet in the clip. He opened his drawer. It was a Phosperous grenade. He strapped his UMP to his back.
He got to the roof from the cellar and then some men with gas masks were walking down the street shooting M16's,Shotguns and M4's at the zombies. Killing them little by bit the 6 men fired. Then the zombie got a hold of 4 of the men killing them. The last 2 fleed one with a Auto Shotgun one with a M16. Rand jumped down and ran past the bloody street.
30 minutes later he reach the house Camille was in. He was out of breath but he smiled. " i made it" Those Men with the assault rifles and shotguns drew the attention away from Rand for now. But the zombies were slowly on his trail. His arm hurt from the scratch. He climbed to the room and went down stairs to Camille. " miss me ?" HE smiled. 0.05% infection
"Zombies can climb stairs, if they follow us, we can lock the door behind them, but then we can never leave. We run out of food or drinks. Were dead. Be my guest, you can go. I'm getting in my car and driving out to Area 51. Someone is bound to be there, if not, there should be some guns," Jordan stood up and unlocked the door. He opened it slowly and looked out.
"Clear. Lets go Sam," Jordan grabbed his back pack and took out 2 clips. He past them to Sam.
"What are you going to do Cy?"
((Since no one seems to want to react to any of the RP I have been doing and won't even bother to read posts and most likely not even this one I shall take my leave.))
Jacob and Ben sat out side the house as the chopper came into view. It kept coming closer and closer until it started to slow down and signal for a landing. Ben and Jacob both rushed towards it and three marines jumped out and attempted to secure the area. They fired at any oncoming zombies.
Originally posted by Red Spartan
((Since no one seems to want to react to any of the RP I have been doing and won't even bother to read posts and most likely not even this one I shall take my leave.))Jacob and Ben sat out side the house as the chopper came into view. It kept coming closer and closer until it started to slow down and signal for a landing. Ben and Jacob both rushed towards it and three marines jumped out and attempted to secure the area. They fired at any oncoming zombies.
we would have if u didnt run off >: (
Thyssen sat there in awkward disbelief at what was happening. "the military wont help?We have to get to a safe State" Thyssen thought annoyed at the Militarys refusal to help.
"Listen, I have a Private Pilots Lic. and close to 400hrs logged. I could Fly just about anything with a Single Engine Manley Cessna's 152,172,182, But i have some Tail dragger time as well. We have to get to a safe State. I am going with coddy to find the Airport and get out of this Hell. Obviously there is strength in Numbers. Does anyone want to go with us?" Thyssen said feeling that probably no one would want to go.