Welcome

     Welcome to my adventure blog. I am going to add many different stories of battle, escape, and apocalypse. I will be writing most of these stories, but I will occasionally use others' tales (of course crediting them). Enjoy!

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Chapter Seven: Tanks are Good.... Right?

     The tank was barreling down the hill, and on the plus side, it was totally pulverizing all the zombies in it's path. But I happened to notice the not so good part, the fact that it was barreling down the hill towards us. Now, I'm an optimist, but I can't help but mention; we're f*cked! I was mulling everything over in my head, until I heard a loud bang. "Weird" I thought to myself. What was that noise? And why is it so quiet? I then looked down, and saw myself; lying there.

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Chapter Six: Let's try "Plan C"

     I awoke with a start to the sound of multiple gunshots. I peeked outside and saw a couple zombies getting their heads blown off. "Good work Sam!" I thought to myself, turning around to go to bed. It was after I had turned around that I saw out the back door."Sam's gonna need some help!!!" I thought to myself, climbing up the ladder to the roof.

Chapter Five: Invasion!

     You could hear all the explosions and screams from the fort. Luckily, me and my friend made it out of there alive. Though that group of "Stupid geniuses" did not. We had food, shelter, ammo, and a TV, though it didn't work. What could go wrong? So, I set my friend Sam up on watch and went to sleep.

Chapter Four: Construction

     I was really glad that I brought my pickup. I hauled heaps of stones into a pile, to build them into a big wall, then I went to get some wood to build a shelter. After the shelter was done, I bought a bed, a wood burning stove, and a table. It was starting to get dark, so I took my pickup to the gun store, and bought a .22 rimfire, a desert eagle, and a barett .50 caliber sniper rifle. All I can say is that I am glad that the U.S. cut down on gun control. Since my friend has a bunch of guns, I told him about my fort, and said that he was welcome to "Stop by" Anytime.