Post by Noah on Apr 22, 2009 15:31:21 GMT -5
Noah tosses the note on the table, grabs a few boxes of shotgun shells and heads up to the roof. Sarpek's plan is working for once, even if he has no idea how a Buick got up on the roof. He manages to get a few headshots off at the incapacitated zeds before he hears a pop from behind him. A cloud of thick black smoke is drifting out from the grill and around the closed hood. The electrical current has stopped abruptly. With a few twitches, the zeds get back up, brains unaffected. Well, it was good while it lasted.
"Sarpek, screw your fancy ass contraptions and get on those 'cades, there are some battery operated power drills and screws in the pack I lugged from the mall. They should make barricading the doors easier."
Noah places the shells on the edge of the roof, kneels down and starts clearing zeds away from the door.
"I'll cover you, just get something over those doors! Oh, shit! Sorry about that Leon, I'm sure that foot'll heal okay."
"Sarpek, screw your fancy ass contraptions and get on those 'cades, there are some battery operated power drills and screws in the pack I lugged from the mall. They should make barricading the doors easier."
Noah places the shells on the edge of the roof, kneels down and starts clearing zeds away from the door.
"I'll cover you, just get something over those doors! Oh, shit! Sorry about that Leon, I'm sure that foot'll heal okay."