Defense With The BoomStick

(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 after being bitten and partially cured to walk as a half-zombie among them.)

Luck.

Sometimes it holds out and other times it doesn’t. For most of the week we continued to harass and keep the bandit force occupied. We managed to knock them down a few more guys to where only about nine are left. Those final nine prove to be pretty smart as they stopped following us when they realized we were leading them away from the area where they thought our camp was.

On top of them heading back towards Kansas City and the area of our camp we finally managed to find zombies. When I say zombies I mean a ton of them; not the largest herd I’ve ever seen, but pretty damn big one. The bandits tore off in their vehicles through the edge of the herd as me and the other guy ran for it. Most of the herd followed those cars, but some did see us and gave chase; thank goodness all the noise from the vehicles helped out immensely.

We had about twenty turn towards us and give chase with about five of them directly in our path to freedom. Those we dispatched post haste and had the other fifteen hot on our heels with none being the faster radioactive zombies. All of those seemed to be in the head of the pack chasing after the vehicles hightailing it up the road. This is where luck can help you out or turn just as fast. We’ve been running for over two days now to get as far away from that herd as we can and take out this group that's after us.

No way can we let these zombies keep following us as others will follow them and us back to our camp. Every so often we make a stand to kill off a few at a time, but ammo is just about gone and we haven’t been able to get a zombie or two alone to take them out by hand. On top of that I keep having this nagging suspicion that we are also being followed by one of those bandits. I haven’t been able to prove it, but just with the luck we've had I can see it going down like that.

Have to keep circling around the long way to sniff out if we're being tailed and keep getting rid of these zombies in the process. A lot to juggle with the lack of supplies, just about zero ammo and very little sleep to keep it all together. These days will not freaking end…