Welcome To Strange: Zombies Look Like People. (But Dirty)

 

Friday, March 10th, 2084. 10 miles east of Middleton, Texas. 

We had a couple of close calls since we'd left the farm behind us, mostly stiffs who were just scrounging for brains or whatever they could get, I suppose, we were never outnumbered, nor in any danger, all they were was target practice for Ashley and Henry. The only time we really faced any tests were at the hands of uninfected people, and even those were getting predictable. We were about three miles east of Weir rd on highway 40.  I saw the truck turned almost sideways in the middle of the road, I pulled over at a safe distance and checked it out with the binoculars, the doors were open, and the hood was up. The whole scene screamed set up, highway 40 has four lanes, two in each direction, two irrigation ditches complete with tall underbrush one on each side. Perfect place to lay in wait, I retrained the binoculars back on the truck itself, more in particular the tires. I zoomed in on them and was able to determine that they were the same size as ours, and we didn't have a spare, they had one sticking up on the side of the bed, and it didn't look secured.

Suddenly an idea began to form in my head, I had Ashley and Henry sit up on the rack on top of the cab, they both had a Glock with extra magazines. I told them to pay close attention to the ditches on either side of the road, if anybody popped up to shoot them back into hiding. all I needed was a couple of minutes to get that spare tire and disable their truck. We slowly rolled up to within twenty feet. I got out with the S&W auto, and walked to the bed of their truck and got the spare, right on cue, two guys popped up out of the ditches on both sides of the highway before Ashley and Henry opened up on them, I put the spare in the bed of our truck, and walked back over to theirs, and shot out both front tires and for good measure shot a big hole in their radiator. They were screaming and yelling from the ditches as I casually walked back to our truck, Ashley and Henry rejoined me in the cab, and we drove around the wounded vehicle. 

I saw them in the rearview mirror, and clearly they were unhappy that their little plan backfired, Within a minute or two we were on Weir rd, and two miles to the left we hit pay dirt, again, we couldn't believe our recent luck, you would think that a place full of gun's, ammo and survival gear would have been picked clean, but Jackman's Hunting and Fishing Emporium was for the most part, untouched, Henry stood watch while Ashley and I went inside, we found heavy-duty canvas black tactical pants, shirts, and boots, and even found bulletproof vests in the back room, we scored three new rifles, including two AR-15s with several boxes of ammo. For Ashley, we picked up a Winchester model 70, and for Henry a Mossberg Patriot and for me, I grabbed myself a lever action Winchester 30-30 and a Desert Eagle. We upgraded our binoculars, and then all three of us had our own pair. Added to our dried goods and four boxes of Sterno with a portable stove. Loaded it all up, and down the road we went. We hit the edge of Middleton at about 2:00 PM.

We did our homework, all the information that we had told us that in the heart of Middleton Texas there were about 53,000 people, that was a lot of bad guys, and a shitload of leg dragging, brain munching, drooling, slobbering undead, zombies. Having recently topped off our fuel tanks, we were good on gas, we still had plenty of food and water, guns and ammo. So, we decided to skirt around the outside the city limits, ahead there was a crowd growing, we pulled over to examine the situation, there were about 20 to 25 stiffs drooling, slobbering, grunting around the bottom of a small gas station, trapped on the roof were two teenagers, a boy and a girl. okay I figured that it was time to test out the brush guard on this baby, on the first pass I ran over 7 of them. on my second pass it was like they were figuring shit out as they spread out so I couldn't do it again, but I still ran over 5 on my second pass, I drove a block down the street and Ashley and Henry climbed up on top of the bed cage and I passed them the Winchester Model 70 and The Mossberg, I took out the 30-30, and we began cutting down what was left. when they were down to 7 or 8, they began dragging their rotting asses in our direction. 

The first one closed to within 20 yards of the truck and I switched to the S&W Auto shotgun I split it in half with my first shot, puss and blood flew in every direction, the second was a bit bigger but just as fast, I blew fat boys head clean off just inside 25 yards, Ashley and Henry were cutting down the rest. It got eerily quiet as we slowly pulled up to the station. Something didn't feel right, I looked up on the roof and suddenly the two teenagers were nowhere to be seen, Henry appeared beside the truck with two plastic buckets a box of soap and sponges. I nodded toward the roof and, puzzled, he shook his head no. We weren't sticking around, we jumped back in the truck and tore out of there, it didn't take long, and we had company, and they were drawing a bead on us, two vehicles appeared from either side of the gas station, we were a good 150 yards ahead of them, but they were closing fast, so I went off-road and headed for the first hill that I could find, I told Ashley and Henry to be ready to bail out on my word, they readied the rifles and then themselves. we skidded to a stop at the top of the hill, and all three of us bailed out with weapons drawn. 

I planted myself behind a large rock and as the first truck rounded the turn at the top, I opened up on them with the S&W auto, my first shot took out the right front tire, most of the fender, the second shot took out their grill and radiator, they skidded left, and the truck rolled several times. It came to a stop on the far side of the hill completely upside down, there was no movement, the second truck had broken off the pursuit and was headed for parts unknown. We cautiously approached the overturned vehicle, there were no signs of life, I motioned for Ashley and Henry to check over the sides of the hill, the two teenagers that were on the roof were thrown from the vehicle when in started to roll, both landed on a bed of rocks and weren't moving. the two inside the cab had their skulls crushed. I made a circle in the air with my fore finger, and we loaded back up and returned to the highway. Aside from the occasional stiff standing on the side of the road, we didn't see much between Middleton and Parkview, and if Middleton was supposed to be bad, what was waiting for us in Parkview was sure to be hell on earth.

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