Leaving the nest!

Jun 16 4:45am

Kody is actually really nice and friendly, which is surprising considering he is such a BA. He claims he has been traveling from Ohio towards Texas. He has made good time so far but only because there is no one on the roads anymore. He says they all fled north or haven't left yet for the safe zone. He has a lot of bottled water, a whole mess of slim jims (he says they are fatty which may come in handy when meat is scarce..we thought the exact same haha) and a ton of M9 ammo. He has two M9's.

Gotta say... it feels good to have a guy who could kill a zombie with a paper clip on our little squad!

While we were sitting around interviewing each other, I got a radio from Weaver and Tuttle.

"Hey, uhh Ray?" .. I replied with "Yeah?!"

"We've got a little problem over here!"

"Yeah?" I questioned..

"Well, Weaver pulled the trigger of my glock" (I did't think it would be loaded in the house!! I heard him yell. Why would it not be loaded in a zombie apocalypse you tard?!, Tuttle argued.)

"Anyways.. those things heard the shot and are swarming around the house. At first theu were just getting stuck in the fence but now they are climbing over the bodies that are getting stuck. It seems once one of them knows where the food is, they all know." explained Tuttle.

I immediately came up with an idea!

"Ok, Tuttle, you and Weave go across that little bridge we made from our window to the neighbors. We are going to sneak back the way we came. In the mean time you guys draw as much attention to the neighbor's house as you can. Fire some shots if you have to. When we make it back we are going to get in to the hummer. As soon as we get in, go back to our house, grab the keys and come out. We are just going to take off and leave here."

Tuttle replied, "Alright, hurry up!".

Kody grabbed two tanks of gasoline and ran out with us. Just before crossing the street we saw Tuttle pointing his gun out the window, and Weave screaming curse words at the rotten beasts. The plan was working! They were all going towards the clearly visible meal. Cole and I picked off a couple by the driveway. None of the creatures noticed, I love silencers! We got into the hummer, closing the doors as quietly as possible. I radioed Tuttle to let him know that we were ready. Roughly 45 seconds later, Tuttle and Weaver were quietly climbing in to the back seat. I turned back and held out my hands, Tuttle replied "Son of a..." he exited the now tense vehicle just before we heard him finish his phrase. We saw him sneak into the house and moments later sneak back out. He handed me the keys, and I thought for a moment. It really caught up with me how dangerous of a situation we were in. I put the key in the ignition, I whispered to myself "Let's do this.". I started the engine and it roared as usual. Immediately all eyes were on me! I pulled out and gunned it to 100mph!

It was a clean get away, off to Texas.