Friday, October 10, 2014
(Disclaimer: This post is an ongoing story set in a world where zombies have taken over and people are fighting to survive anyway they can. Originally it was a post of news and tips to help survivors make it one more day alive, but now it has became a story of my fight to survive and to keep on living in this zombie world.)
Year 6. Week 7.
So far this week we've been holding back while at the same time pushing some things forward. We’ve held off on setting up the outpost to be located in between Salt Lake City and Kansas City as a waypoint. It's too unsafe at the moment with an unknown zombie horde out there. Until we get reinforcements from Colorado, northern California or even from Washington state we have to play it safe in what we do to conserve fighters and able body folks. In pushing forward we’ve been sending out scouting parties in our immediate area just to get a better idea of what is around us.
While those scouts have been surveying the area that's not all they’ve been up too. They've been laying out traps, filling in gaps, sealing up hiding spots and generally making the area secure against a possible zombie incursion. With radioactive zombies in the area we can take no chances that the zombies are plotting and planning on taking us out. I thought we had them on the run and taking care to the level they will go to take us out, but with their attack on our unit last week we can no longer take any chances.
It’s those steps that led us to a fight two days ago that helped us out immensely. It was a scouting party that came across a few zombies milling about who ran away when our team engaged them. Knowing zombies don't run from living people unless something was telling them to lead us to believe they were luring the scouting party into a trap. This made it possible for them to radio in and get reinforcements to their location before heading in. Damn if reinforcements weren’t needed, as those few zombies led us to a pack of sixty to seventy zombies--even two radioactive zombies that would have torn the scouting party to shreds.
I hate these sorts of fights when the zombies have cohesion and a sense in the battle as the radioactive zombies lead them too effectively. It never gives us a clean victory when they are so coordinated, since they can react to change a hell of a lot better. Of course those radioactive bastards run the show from behind the scenes and it took some time to find them out and dispatch them with extreme thoroughness. That's usually the fiercest part of the fight when we hone in on the radioactive zombie running the show because they know we're coming for them. Throwing everything they have at us to stay alive, but so far we've strived through it all and killed them.
This time was no different, with the zombies setting that ambush. The scout team didn’t just radio in for reinforcements--we radio Salt Lake City on the one strong connection we could. They got word back to Washington state that we needed some air support. They were able to get some planes in the air that took a bit of time to get there, but when they did what a show they put on. Buildings blowing up every which way and zombies flying everywhere. I have to say it was one hell of a thought-out ambush by those radioactive bastards, but they didn’t count on the level of support we would have. Once the bombing finished, we went in and eliminated every last one of the undead.
We keep having victories like these and this war will be won.