doing,” Three responded as he shimmied around the others, positioning himself towards the front of the van.
“Don’t get yourself killed, Seven,” Jake ordered. “Swift and quick!”
“Yo,” Three called out. “Ain’t you raiders got somewhere else to be? Like, back in Oakland?”
While Three was attempting to use his peculiar sense of humor to grab the looters’ attention, Joseph backed away from the van to an overturned table, taking cover behind it.
“You know your buddy over here,” Three continued. “He must’ve been religious or something, cuz he’s definitely holier than thou now.”
One abruptly punched Three in the back while Four and Nine socked him in the back of the head.
“Ow!” Three exclaimed. “Hey, what was all that for?!”
“You trying to get us killed?!” Four whispered. “We’re trying to distract them, not piss ‘em off!”
“That and I’m Catholic!” One added.
Joseph saw the looters angrily turn their attention towards the van, giving him enough time to shimmy to the next piece of large debris that was closer to the guns.
“Okay, my bad,” Three continued. “I’ll admit: That was a little morbid.”
“No turning back now,” Nine whispered. “The damage has already been done.”
“What do you guys want? Seriously! I mean, we have some food... er... had some food until Demolition Man over there blew it all up. I don’t know, there might be some of it left; probably overcooked, though.”
“I’m gonna enjoy killing that comedian once we’re done here,” said the looter holding the B-300.
“Hey!” Three shouted. “That’s ‘Stand Up Comedian’ to you!”
“I don’t see you standing up!”
“I’ll admit,” Four chuckled. “ That was funny.”
“At least we had a good laugh before being killed,” Nine added.
As the commotion was going on, the group noticed some figures appearing out of the bushes. A nose burning odor followed as they popped out into their view. More figures showed themselves from the left and the right as they closed into the battleground.
“Zombies!” one of the raiders shouted.
As the zombies trotted towards the raiders, the raiders fired back. The noise from their weapons attracted the others, giving them an overpowering disadvantage.
“Never thought I’d say this,” Brandon said. “But I’m glad to see those things!”
Joseph saw this as a perfect opportunity to make a run for the guns. He swiftly jetted towards the weapons, yanking the rifle out of the dead looter’s hand, and scooping up the other rifle, paying no mind to the severed arm gripping it. He threw a rifle to Brandon and a rifle to Four, whom he believed was the best shot out of the remaining recruits.
“Alright,” Jake began. “While they’re busy, lets grab any weapon we can find and finish them off! Keep in mind: Zombies don’t pick sides!”
One nearly vomited as he saw Brandon pry the stiff fingers from the severed hand off the rifle he was given so suddenly. As the group prepared to charge, a couple
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