Traci slapped the magazine home in her SMG, holding it in her right hand and striking a pose with her left hand on her hip. "This was one of my favorite outfits at the club. Besides it's hot as hell, I'm not sweating my ass of like you are in all that leather you have." Traci blew a kiss towards Jack and slung her weapon as she gathered up her backpack. "Besides Jack doesn't seem to mind, why should you?"
Jack laughed and raised his water bottle in a toast to Traci. "Wear whatever you want, I won't complain, especially if you want to look that good!"
Dawn shook her head. " I don't care what you wear, I'm just saying you don't need to dress like a stripper if you don't want to."
Traci paused, looking over at Beckie who was finishing up a bottle of water from breakfast. "Beckie told me that when we got out that club, didn't you Becks?"
"Damn, just leave me outta this." Beckie replied. "If we are heading to some farm, let's get going. It's already hot and I want to get moving again."
"Good idea." Dawn said, putting her own pack on. "Let's go."
It is day 65, morning and the group has moved east towards Ella's farm. The group have been hold up in a ruined building for a few days, getting to know each other and figuring out a plan to move east. The area is rural and has an ER of 3. Zombies will appear on a 6, and 7 zombies are active on the board to begin with. There are three PEFs on the table as well.
As usual, I am using very tight ammo and scarce looting house rules. These are pretty standard in my campaign now, as the time moves into months after the outbreak. It makes it tough, but it is a more survival oriented game.
From the previous game, Jack has lost his SMG. He is now using a BAP as his main weapon, and has a pistol as a backup. Finishing up the two new survivors, I found that Traci had a luxury item as well as her SMG. Beyond the guns, both Beckie and Traci have improvised melee weapons as well. The group is down to two units of food, one unit of fuel, one unit of meds and everyone except Beckie has a luxury item. They need to find 4-5 units of fuel to keep moving east with the sedan they have.
|A new day dawns!|
"Well that's just great." Jack said and pointed at the rear tire on the passenger side. It was flat, the car wasn't going anywhere. "Let's hope there's a car we grab around here."
|What a start.|
|What is coming next?|
"That was creepy!" Dawn said from behind her. "Take out that zombie, we'll all cover you."
|Traci takes aim|
|Dawn charges the zombie in the road|
|Ready for trouble|
With a loud 'CAW' a large black crow scrabbled out and flew into the summer sky. Everyone relaxed, realizing nothing was there.
Jack laughed and gave a shrug and grinned at Traci. "Well, sweetie, you don't need to worry about reloading for that!"
Slapping in a fresh magazine, Traci gave a smirk back at Jack. "I think I can handle myself."
"Enough you two. There's more zombies to deal with, pay attention!" Dawn yelled.
|The PEF moves out|
|Moving towards the house|
|Dawn leads the way into the house|
|Dawn enters the living room|
|Dawn finds two zombies|
|Everyone checks the house|
Dawn fires twice and misses, Traci fires and manages to kill one zombie. The shots bring out two more zombies, and the next turn the survivors go first. Dawn charges the zombie she missed, with Beckie and Traci shooting up the other two zombies.
|More zombies appear|
|The zombies are put down|
With the ground floor clear (no more zombies appear from the shooting) everyone spreads out to search. Jack manages to find some food in the kitchen. Beckie gets lucky and finds a luxury item by matching with Carolee (she counts as an automatic match for anything in the deck).
|Dawn charges the closest zombie|
|Traci takes a shot|
|Beckie's shotgun clears a chunk of the street|
Jack watched everyone run out the front door. Pausing as he heard gunfire, he opened the refrigerator door and pulled out the can of beer he had found earlier. "Might as well enjoy this while I take another peek around here." he thought as he heard Dawn yelling about a last zombie. Taking a swig, he looked through the junk from one of the drawers, hoping for something valuable.
|Jack's greed keeps him in the house|