Sept. 21, 2009 - 8:48pm

- Transmission from mjporreca

Sept. 15, 2009

Last night we heard gun fire off in the distance. At first it was sporadic, rifle, .308 maybe 30-06. As for us, we had two guests arrive just after before dark. The first tripped the alarm strings running across the street. We had been teaching Jason, the son of the family who’s dog got killed, how to shoot. We let him fire off some .38 rounds from a revolver to get a feel. We have very few .38’s between us and I have plenty of supplies for reloads. He’s a natural. Maybe because he’s got young eyes and good hand eye coordination, or maybe video games really to help, either way he’s a decent shot. We decided, if he was up for it, this was a good chance to give him some live fire practice. The shot was only about 30 yards. He braced on the hood of an F-150, pulled his father’s Remington 700 up against his shoulder and sighted. I stood next to him, “Breath in, let it out slow, hold it, sight picture, squeeze.” BANG. The corpses head looked like it popped open and the body fell to the ground.

“That was for Buster,” he mumbled while still watching through the scope.

The second of the zombies showed up about 10 minutes later. We had all calmed down from the first one, and Jason had gone back to the barricaded house we were all now calling home. Five of us were discussing options. At this rate it seemed like we could hold out for weeks. If it really came down to it, there were supplies in other houses that we would be glad to replace after this whole situation was over. But at the moment we didn’t need to worry that. The zombie then stumbled out from behind one of the houses next to our main house. We hadn’t heard any alarms and the thing hadn’t moaned. If it had been darker, it may have gotten the jump on us. I’m very glad we got to learn this lesson without paying for it. All four of us with firearms pumped two shots at the thing. We had been working on fire discipline and although we all shot, we didn’t go crazy. Two people pulled on the long heavy work gloves we have, put on the asbestos filter masks and moved the bodies down to the embankment we threw the others over.

In the morning we dumped a few more wheel barrows of dirt and Clorox down to cover them. It’s not a good long term solution, but it’s been working so far. The rest of the day we spent on the defenses again. We’ve been moving cars to block the paths between houses and taking apart our fences to help shore up those blockades. If we decide to stay I want to try to create a funnel for anything coming up into one field of fire. I won’t completely leave my guard down in other directions, but it will add some comfort. 4 more zombies came during the day. No one living has been by. Some of us think we need to start looking around.

I wonder about the bodies piling up at the firing we’ve been hearing. Tom setup his backyard telescope on his roof and we spotted the source. It’s actually the police station just on the other side of the river. We have a nice view of it, about 2 miles away. There’s a steady stream of corpses coming from all the directions. On the roof, it looks like a few officers and some national guard. They seem to be holding out pretty well. The dead, or redead, are piling up. We watched them all day, we’ll see how much light have now that the sun is going down again.

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