We cleared the undead and we talked over the gun shop and what could be in there and who could be in there. We decide to do it. So we pack up what little supplies we all have and head to a truck.

3HRS LATERRRRRRRRR

We've made it to the shop and so far it looks pretty untouched...but that's the scary thing....I decide to head to the door and peak it.

Alls quiet and there's still guns and ammo, so I motion for the others to come in and we grab what we can. Plenty of handguns and AR's along with shotguns and rifles.

We just got the guns loaded when we hear voices outside...

"Who's in there?! Come out now and we not shoot you!" Someone says while there's another one snickering.

"Come out right now or else we're gonna shoot!" One screams

I peak through a window and see 5 of them, all carrying an assault rifle. So I pull up my M4 and start shooting them. 2drop down and a third is hit but he limps off with the help of the two.

They reach there truck and that's when I shoot again, hitting the one getting in the drivers seat. The wounded one rolls out of the cab and that's when I see where I hit him. Shameful but deadly...I shot two holes into his crotch. I admit I feel bad for the poor bastard but its survival and I'm not letting them take everything away from us.

Just about then, the last one raises his arms up and surrenders, but I can the but of a pistol behind his head and I drop him.

3HRS LATER on a long car ride to the camp......

We reach camp and settle down. I find a place to lay down and sleep...