The young girl and her ex-boyfriend are walking about twenty steps to the tent where are the ammunition, guns and melee weapons are stored, kept in safe places and handed for missions such as the one Andra is going in. At the entrance of the tent, there is a survivor, a female survivor, dressed in some dirty clothes, unwashed after days, wearing a pair of broken glasses, and a slim one, but by the body structure and the way she is standing, you can see she was that one obese cashier type.


    "Good day!" says the "cashier" woman to Andra and Viktor. "What can I help you with?"


    "We need two handguns and sharp blades for a mission, ma''am." says Andra to the cashier.


    "For what exactly?"


    "We''ve been asked by soldiers to help them in a mission."


    "What type of mission?"


    "Scavenging." says Viktor. "I think. They just told us to search the place for some clothes that can help us when the cold strikes."


    "If it will." says the cashier to Viktor. "Anyway, I''ve got just the thing for you two."


    The cashier turns around, searches on a crate for weapons. In a few minutes she founded what she is looking for, puts the two handguns on the table, and put there two hunting knives, excellent for killing zombies. The guns that the two teenagers have been handed are Beretta 92, a 15+1 round 9mm Parabellum, double-action, semi-automatic pistol that was introduced in the ''75. A common handgun that is sold in America on the special stores, also the type a normal family in America would have to protect themselves for burglars.


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    "And here are two boxes with 40 ammos, types 9mm."


    "Thank you." says Andra taking the gun.


    The teenager checks the clip, she observes the clip has one mission bullet, so she takes one from the box. Put it into the clip, then puts the clip back, straps the safety on the handgun and puts it on her belt. The girl takes one of the boxes, store into her pants pocket, and holds on the left hand the hunting knife. Viktor only takes the gun, he lets the hunting knife on the counter, but taking the ammo box.


    "I won''t need the knife." says Viktor.


    "As you wish." says the cashier. "I want back these weapons, understand?"


    "Yes, ma''am." says Viktor and Andra in unison.


    The two teenagers are going after the three soldiers, who are walking to the gates of the front school. Andra is looking at Viktor, as both are walking toward the gates.


    "You sure you wanted to come along?"


    "Yes." says Viktor to Andra.


    "Why?"


    "I want to be helpful." says Viktor. "I am getting tired of sitting ducks and letting others do the work."


    "Okay." says Andra. "Me too."


    The two teenagers are stopping at the gate, where the other three soldiers are there. The three soldiers looked at Andra and at Viktor, all three did not comment anything. When the gate has been opened, the five people are running from there. They''ve to run and make noise to distract the zombies who were trying to get inside of this safe zone.


    Their way of distracting zombies from climbing the walls has worked, but as well, because it attracted dozens of zombies to come after them.


    "Here they come!" says one of the soldiers aiming his assault rifle at a zombie who is running toward him.


    Before he could take the shot, the soldier, who is leading the operation, stabs the zombie with a knife, then he throws the lifeless corpse to a crawler zombie. He looks back to his people.


    "Preserve the ammunition. Well need it later."


    The five people are running on the right side of the road, trying to make the zombies, who have encircled this safe zone to move away.