Zane shook with anger at the pilfered car. He yanked the crossbow out of Addelyn's hands, and thrust his Sig at her. "Take this and follow me. We're going to get our food back, and you can't hit shit with this crossbow." he said. She quieted down and accepted the handgun, holding it out carefully away from her body. "Zane, you know I don't like guns." she said slightly angrily. Zane sighed, " You're going to need a weapon and you can't hit anything with this crossbow. At least with the pistol, you have a chance." He started creeping along the train tracks once again, heading toward the police station.<br/><br/>Addelyn spoke as they waited on the outskirts of the police station parking lot, "How do you know thye have our food?" Zane sighed once again, "I don't for sure, but they are the only survivors we've seen, they saw what direction we came from the first time we were here, and they essentially killed that women and her daughter. Even if they don't have our stuff, they deserve to die." He started walking carefully toward the police station, with Addelyn hesitating, then following behind him.<br/><br/>They entered the station from the rear, unblocking the exit quietly. Inside, the police station was dark. Addelyn whispered, "How do we know that there are only two of them?" "We don't. So be careful." He crept slowly forward, crouched, with the crossbow leading. He peeked his head around a corner, then quickly withdrew. "There's one of them right around this corner, I'll... take him out." he said. He snuck back out, and carefully aimed. He unleashed the bolt and watched it sail effortlessly throught the air. It struck with a wet, dull thunk and the man toppled forward, falling dead on his face. Zane crept toward the body and, avoiding the growing pool of blood around the man's head, searched his body, finding only a K-Bar combat knife. He took it and the sheath, strapping them to his leg. Addelyn caught up to him, her breath catching as she noticed the dead man. "Hey Paul! C'mon, it's lunch time!" a voice yelled. "Paul?" Zane gestured for Addy to get back around the corner as he hid behind a piece of equipment. A man approached, looking for the dead guy named Paul. "Paul? Damn these lights. Has David got an update on getting the power back up?" the man walked past Zane, not noticing him. "Paul..." Zane moved swiftly behind the man, coving his mouth with his left hand, and bringing the captured knife up to the man's throat. Zane swiped it across quickly, slicing through the man's Jugular. He released the man, who fell to the ground gurgling, bleeding out quickly. Addelyn quickly dodged the dying man, moving past him with Zane leading once more.<br/><br/>They made it to the a storage room, avoiding the mess hall, assuming that most of the people would be in there for lunch. Addelyn gasped, "Our food!" she almost shouted, as she rushed over to their bags of food. Zane smiled as they gathered up 3 bags of food each, which was all they could carry and still be mobile enough to flee if the need arose. "Hey, check this out. They have a hiking pack full of different types of ammo. And grenades! And an AR-15! Holy shit this is awesome!" He strapped on the hiking pack, and strapped the civilian version of a M-16 to his back. "I have an idea." Zane said, taking out the 3 grenades. "These won't be much use against zombies, it'll only slow them down. So, we gonna lay two traps, and then toss this last one in the mess hall." Addelyn nodded with a worried look on her face. "Are you sure Zane? Shouldn't we just leave, we have most of the food." "I'm sure love. You get out of here, through the rear exit, and get to the tree line. I'll set the traps leading to the front entrance and then toss in the grenade." he grabbed the back of Addelyn's head, pulling her close and kissing her passionately. "Now go."<br/><br/>Zane gave Addy five minutes to flee, having given her the crossbow as well. He placed to grenade trip-wire traps leading to the front entrance, then crept toward the mess hall. He peeked around the corner, counting as many as 8 guys finishing up their lunch. He pulled the pin on the grenade, tossed it inside, and sprinted for the entrance, dodging the traps he left behind. Three seconds later, an explosion sounded, followed by yells of pain and confusion. As he approached the tree line, he noticed zombies emergin from everywhere, heading straight for the police station. He spotted Addy waiting for him, and another explosion sounded as they hiked their way away. The third and final trip-wire was sprung, killing at least one more pursuer. "That should slow those fuckers down long enough for us to put some distance between us and them" Zane said to Addelyn as they walked side by side.<br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&amp;rlz=1C1CHFA_enUS484US484&amp;biw=1357&amp;bih=647&amp;tbm=isch&amp;tbnid=RWlsfZlD6QBYVM:&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.survivalistboards.com/showthread.php%3Ft%3D103979&amp;docid=B0012v6Osfd87M&amp;imgurl=http://i43.tinypic.com/r1latc.jpg&amp;w=1600&amp;h=1200&amp;ei=2dQuUIrWNejzyAHJ3oCACA&amp;zoom=1&amp;iact=hc&amp;vpx=694&amp;vpy=99&amp;dur=1927&amp;hovh=194&amp;hovw=259&amp;tx=198&amp;ty=117&amp;sig=101254914017781853603&amp;page=3&amp;tbnh=142&amp;tbnw=189&amp;start=47&amp;ndsp=24&amp;ved=1t:429,r:3,s:47,i:260">K-Bar Combat Knife</a><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;rlz=1C1CHFA_enUS484US484&amp;biw=1357&amp;bih=647&amp;tbm=isch&amp;prmd=imvns&amp;tbnid=IT4F-6pd22NU-M:&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.thefirearmblog.com/blog/2009/05/16/ruger-sr-556-ar-15-has-arrived/&amp;docid=Ey-_PFMqk6ZtnM&amp;imgurl=http://cdn5.thefirearmsblog.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/ruger-ar-15-sr-556.png&amp;w=888&amp;h=300&amp;ei=StouULidA8K-yQGh94HIBw&amp;zoom=1&amp;iact=hc&amp;vpx=931&amp;vpy=316&amp;dur=3&amp;hovh=130&amp;hovw=387&amp;tx=374&amp;ty=64&amp;sig=101254914017781853603&amp;page=1&amp;tbnh=57&amp;tbnw=170&amp;start=0&amp;ndsp=19&amp;ved=1t:429,r:11,s:0,i:189">Police AR-15</a>