Jason walked through the wooded area his rifle in his hands held lazily as it was strapped around his neck. He was close, maybe a day and a half and he will make it back to base. Six months, six months it took him to get back this far. Pathetic really. But he has had a major run of bad luck with vehicles.....and walkers.
He stopped when he heard yelling. Crouching down be lifted his weapon into a ready position, he froze as he listened. About 75 meters to his left. It sounded like a girl yelling. Idiot.
He quickly moved over, his body continuing to spin back and forth 360 degrees to make sure he was not walking into a trap house or bump into some walkers. As he moved to the yelling he kept to the trees, not revealing his position. He came upon a group of... Kids. Fuck
There was a Mexican standoff between a blonde girl, a redheaded girl and a blond boy. The blond girl was yelling her head off among the others for the redhead to drop the bow. Were they idiots? Yelling so the walkers could hear them. He shook his head and quickly climb the nearest tree that would give him a clear view of the scene without revealing his position. Suddenly As he settled down on a thick branch he heard a scream.
Lifting his rifle he peered down the scope quickly scanning till he saw a boy holding his neck. The three in the stand off scattered and while the two blondes started hacking away while the others ran, and the redhead got into her truck and started driving. His attention turned to the blonde girl, who had not seen a walker coming up behind her.
A soft "PAT" could be heard as he squeezed the trigger. The walker behind the blond girl grunted as it was shot through the head, collapsing to the ground. His attention we then turned to the other closest walker to the group and with each "PAT" another walker dropped. Within five seconds four walkers were dead. Each with a single shot.
He then whispered under his breath. "Move move MOVE." He hoped the kids would take the hint and run for cover.
He stopped when he heard yelling. Crouching down be lifted his weapon into a ready position, he froze as he listened. About 75 meters to his left. It sounded like a girl yelling. Idiot.
He quickly moved over, his body continuing to spin back and forth 360 degrees to make sure he was not walking into a trap house or bump into some walkers. As he moved to the yelling he kept to the trees, not revealing his position. He came upon a group of... Kids. Fuck
There was a Mexican standoff between a blonde girl, a redheaded girl and a blond boy. The blond girl was yelling her head off among the others for the redhead to drop the bow. Were they idiots? Yelling so the walkers could hear them. He shook his head and quickly climb the nearest tree that would give him a clear view of the scene without revealing his position. Suddenly As he settled down on a thick branch he heard a scream.
Lifting his rifle he peered down the scope quickly scanning till he saw a boy holding his neck. The three in the stand off scattered and while the two blondes started hacking away while the others ran, and the redhead got into her truck and started driving. His attention turned to the blonde girl, who had not seen a walker coming up behind her.
A soft "PAT" could be heard as he squeezed the trigger. The walker behind the blond girl grunted as it was shot through the head, collapsing to the ground. His attention we then turned to the other closest walker to the group and with each "PAT" another walker dropped. Within five seconds four walkers were dead. Each with a single shot.
He then whispered under his breath. "Move move MOVE." He hoped the kids would take the hint and run for cover.