They have been moving quietly for most of the day collecting food and ammo when they could find it. Tank had been going though food looking for things that weren't spoiled. A low shuffling was heard as one of the living dead came from behind one of the near by shelves. A single shot rang out and the zombie fell backwards it's mouth hanging open.
Tank looks up at Tokon seeing him holding his his M1A Carbine at the ready the barrel smoking slightly. "We need to move now," he says. Tokon only nods and moves to the door at a quick pace.
As the exit the store the low moan of the living dead comes to them and is echoed all around them. Tokon and Tank looked at each other their ears flatting against their heads. "We need to move fast, we'll have to drop the packs," Tokon says.
There are two loud thumps as as food and ammo laden rucksacks are dropped to the ground. After checking weapons they started to jog away from the oncoming hoard.
The undead were closing in on all sides of the duo as they turned down an ally way. They stop dead in their tracks as they see more zombies slowly moving towards them. The move back to back and raise up their weapons.
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