John didn’t waste any time as he picked up Vincent’s gun. He looked over and ushered everyone into the Bus. He helped each person get in and hoped that he could keep the zombies off his ass. The gun would be too loud to fire so he pocketed it and Velcroed the pocket shut. First he helped the little girl in and her hero. After that he helped Anastasia into the vehicle and then the others. He was just about to get in as a zombie latched onto his leg from under the bus. He didn’t waste any time pulling his leg and the zombie with it. He figured something like that would happen and had his arms cocked with the extinguisher. With a swift slam the undead’s brains scattered everywhere.
“Well, that is everyone.” He informed as he got into the bus. He placed Vincent’s gun in his hand and started to look under and around the seats. He found a zombie although it seemed to be crushed beneath a ton of baggage. He deftly stabbed it in the head. Unburied it and scavenged supplies from it. It seemed that it was a police officer and he had a gun. With a sigh he took his belt and all the supplies he could find on him. Looking around he found the cops hat and put it on. Once finished he looked around some more and made sure that was the last zombie on the bus.
“It looks like that was the only one.” He informed them as he put the belt on. Strangely enough the belt was a bit small for him. He sighed and handed the military and fit person the belt and gun.
“I would rather you all have the guns.” He explained as he moved and sat down next to Anastasia.
“Someone get this rig moving!” He yelled as the zombies started to scramble on the door and sides.