"Seems like a nice night, I always did enjoy sleeping during the rain." A distant flash of lightning briefly lit the sky. "Should be Mark's turn soon." Thunder rolled from far away, but getting closer.
This scenario takes place during the night as the team rests at the quarry. I decided each time they stop, there is a chance of an encounter. Pass 2d, no encounter; pass 1d, a voluntary encounter; pass 0d, involuntary encounter. I rolled a contact, just like a PEF to figure out what kind of encounter to have. I rolled gangers, and got PG+2. I decided it was a group coming back to fuel their vehicles (hence the reason the pickup and sports car were empty.)
|Butch, Peaches, Terry, Shelly, Max, and Cleo|
The gang is not expecting anyone at the quarry, and is looking to gas up their cars and get out of the area. Two figures are carrying 4 units of fuel each, which is slowing them down to 4" of movement. They can try and fast move, but will only gain 2" for each success. They can drop the fuel for free and suffer no movement penalties, if wanted.
To start, it is night, with vision limited to 6", there are 3 PEFs, and 11 generated zombies. The Encounter Rating starts at 3 (its night, and a bit more dangerous). The gang moves onto the board and we start...
Butch shifted his vest for the fourth tie in 10 minutes. "Damn this thing itches. Must be zombies around!" He whispered at Peaches. "Damn girl, you want to help scratch?" He chuckled.
"Now? How about you buy a girl dinner first?" Peaches giggled back at Butch "You should just wear your road leathers, like me. Plenty of protection, and comfort, see?" She shook her ass at Butch. "Just like at the club!"
"Damn, when we get the 'stang running again, we'll scratch both our itches!" Butch laughed. "Terry, Shelly, you guys got that gas okay back there?"
"Yeah, yeah. It would be nice to trade off hauling these gas cans though." Terry complained. "I'm getting tired of hauling this gas all over the county."
"Then you shouldn't have had us run outta gas here yesterday!" Butch snapped back. "You were navigating us, I said we had to get to Point and you strand us short. Be grateful you still get to ride in the truck!"
|The gang moves down the road|
|If only they could see|
|It doesn't seem fair.|
|I guess this zombie also was an orc cosplayer...|
A brief flash of lightning lit up the area, and Peaches nervously stopped in the road, looking at the fence. Crickets fell silent as the thunder rolled through the quarry. "Did you see something by the fence?" She asked nervously.
"There ain't nothin' out there. This place was empty yesterday, probably just a deadhead stuck on the rocks out there." Butch said but pulled his twin hand cannons from their holsters. "Still pays to be careful though."
The nearby PEF moved to the fence, and was just at 6" from the group on the road. It was a bad time for the humans to not get to move...
|Hey what is that?|
Another flash of lightning arced in the night sky, giving illumination over the are for a few seconds. The chain link fence rattled and a bunch of zombies clawed at the flimsy fence. "Holy shit!" Terry yelled. "There's a ton of them right here!" He dropped the gas and brought his shotgun around.
"Grab that gas and run for the truck!" Butch yelled
|Part of the fence falls!|
|Gang firing line|
"They're still coming!" Terry yelled, reloading his shotgun. "We have to get outta here!"
"Calm the hell down!" Butch shouted, giving Terry a shove forward. "There can't be that many of them, we've handled this many before! Don't be such a pussy!"
The gang fired and killed 5 zombies, and the noise attracted a few more. Unfortunately, Allen didn't hear the gunfire, or confused it with the distant thunder. I figured he had to pass 1d on a savvy check to hear the commotion and understand it was something worth checking out.
|Zombies recover and move to attack|
|More gang shooting thin out the zeds as Shelly charges|
|The gang manages to knock some down|
Allen paused, looking out the window. Flashes lit the night, and Allen thought he heard thunder. "That's not thunder...That's gunfire!" Allen ran into the office, waking up Horace, right by the door. "Get up! Someone is outside shooting!"
|Allen wakes up the team|
The zombies win initiative, and the resulting charge crashed into the gang. Not a good time to loose initiative...
|Zombies swarm the gang|
|The horde attacks!|
Peaches swung her knife high, shattering one zombie's skull. Kicking out, she knocked another down, and with a backhand with her pistol, knocked down the third zombie attacking her. "We need to move!"
Butch clubbed a zombie down to the roadway "We'll make a hole and get to the car!"
Earlier the gang had done some very impressive shooting, but the last couple of turns they went cold. Luckily they have 2 rep 5 characters, plus their hand to hand specialist (the swords gave +2d) so when the zombies got to melee I didn't think it would be too bad. Of course that leaves 3 characters at rep 3...
|Terry gets chomped!|
|Everyone up and at 'em!|
"Damn it Max, its time to nut up!" Butch kicked down a zombie trying to bite his arm. "I am so sick of your whining, stop being a bitch and start killing zombies!"
Max fired his pistols, one clicking empty after a couple of shots. "I'm running out of ammo!"
|Falling back from the road|
|The storm arrives|
|Here they come!|
|More zombies crash into the gang|
A strong lifeless arm clubbed Butch in the head from the zombie that had killed Terry. The world spun, and went dark for Butch as he crashed to the ground.
"Butch! NO!" Peaches screamed. "Get off of him you bastards!"
"Screw this! I'm gone!" Cleo yelled and ran into the night.
"You bitch! Get back here!" Peaches yelled as Cleo darted into the bushes. "Shelly, kill those things and head for the truck! Max, cover our asses and move!" Peaches ran to Butch, dragging his unconscious body down the road.
|Peaches drags Butch away from the zombies|
Meanwhile, Allen and Horace unblock the front door, planning on heading outside to see what is happening.
|Horace and Allen head out|
Another turn comes up, and the zombies get initiative again, and the gang (well all humans) don't even get to go. Ouch, really bad time for that. Losing initiative several turns in a row really bites, and changes the whole tactical situation.
|The zombies pursue the gang|
|The gang wins melee|
"They're still coming!" Max yelled, wiping grime from his face. "We should just cut and run!"
"We're not leaving Butch!" Peaches screamed, kicking one of the collapsed forms in front of her. "I'm not leaving him to these things!"
The gang did okay in melee, although Shelly only managed an evenly matched with her opponent. The next turn, a random event came up:
|Get to the Truck!|
|The zombies try to keep up|
"Hey there! We're alive, do you need help?" Allen shouted as he saw a young woman dragging an unconscious man forward.
"Max, Shelly! Help!" Peaches yelled, raising her machine pistol and taking aim at the lead form by the SUV.
"Drop the weapon lady!" Horace barked. "We don't want to hurt you!"
"This is your fault!" Peaches screeched, dropping Butch to the ground to steady her aim. "Screw you!"
Max and Shelly ran up beside Peaches, ready to face the new threat with zombies shuffling behind...
|Peaches meets Horace and Allen|
So I probably didn't run the In Sight check exactly right. Horace and Allen were out, near their SUV, facing the road. Peaches moved up to 6" away from Horace, triggering the check. The whole "unit" of the gang should have been able to move, and I didn't want them to move up piecemeal, each triggering a check (that doesn't seem right according to the rules, either) so I completed the gang move, with them getting the 2" additional move once they reached the same point as Peaches.
As far as a check goes, Peaches decided to go straight to Walk the Walk. My pictures of the actual showdown turned out...poorly. You can see the aftermath below:
|End of the line for the gang|
"Damn! What was wrong with those idiots!" Horace said as he reloaded the shotgun. "I wonder if they knew we were here?"
"Who knows...Watch out!" Allen replied as a zombie lurched out of the dark and attacked Horace.
The gang lost the in sight test pathetically. Allen dropped Peaches, getting a kill result right off. Horace then fired next (Peaches would have gone next, but Allen beat her to the punch) and killed Max, but only stunned Shelly. Zombies were closing in the gang before, and now had new fresh meat to pursue...
|No more gang, plenty of zombies!|
"Let's start clearing them out!" Allen said and walked forward, shooting.
Shelly passed 0d for man down, and at her next activation, fled off the board. I figured she crawled away as the zombies closed in, and with the gunfire, the start of the rain storm and it being night - nobody noticed. Maybe she could find Cleo and they could get someplace safe...
The team moved forward a bit and started shooting up the horde as it approached. Mark and Dawn added in after a turn, helping clear out the zombies shambling up the road.
|Horace and Allen start down the road|
|Mark and Dawn join in|
|Thinning out the horde as the rain starts|
|Last few zeds|
|The zombies die off|
|Just a few left|
With the zombies down, I move to the last PEF, figuring the group isn't going to rest until they feel the area is cleared out. It gets revealed as an increase in the encounter rating. With nothing else going on, the scenario ends.
|Check out that area over there...|
"Yeah, I don't think any of us want to drive in this weather in the dark." Allen said, shaking water off his pistol. "It's raining cats and dogs out here!"
"Its still a few hours until sunrise, lets get dried off and what rest we can until then." Dawn suggested.
"Sounds good to me." Mark replied.
The scenario was a success, everyone lived (well, Team Mark lived) and they managed to loot some fuel (I ruled the gas cans had been shot up and spilled during the fighting, so only 2 units) and some more weapons. They pick up a pair of pistols, a machine pistol, two BAP and two sets of body armor.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot...
|What do we do with this guy?|