It's been a couple of weeks since we made the basic fortifications to the motel.

"So, where are we going today?" I asked Lee.

We were going to go scavenging for supplies, I just didn't know where.

"We're going to the Robins Air Force Base, it's not that far from here, and we might be able to find some guns and other stuff too," Lee said with a grin.

"Okay, is anyone else coming?" I asked.

"Yeah, Doug is" Lee answered.

"Wait, Doug?" I asked.

"Hey, guys! Wait up!" Doug shouted, as he ran to us, with a large empty bag on his back and a pistol holstered on his thigh.

"Yeah..." Lee answered, "He said that he wanted to be more helpful, so he's coming with us, lighten up Tom. At least he isn't Larry" Lee said, as he pat me on the back.

"Yeah..." I said.

"So, where are we going?" Doug asked, as he caught up with us.

"Robins Air Force Base, we might be able to find some guns, ammo and food," I answered.

"Ah, okay... so, how far away is it going to be?" Doug asked.

"A decent walk away, Lee probably knows more, since he grew up around here, ask him," I said.

"Oh, okay" Doug replied, as he walked over to Lee and started to ask him questions about the air force base.

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After about two or three hours of mostly uneventful walking, we made it to the Robins Air Force Base.

"Okay, Doug and I'll search the base together, Tom you'll go to where they keep the food, okay?" Lee asked.

"Got it," I said, as I began to walk toward a building that said "commissary storage closet"

"Good luck!" Doug said, as he walked around the base with Lee.

"Alright!" I said back, as I began to walk toward the building.

I opened the door, to see a man with black hair, glasses and a stubble, wearing a black jacket with brown pants, he looked back at me, shocked.

"Oh thank god! You got to get me out of here" The man said.

"What? Why?" I asked, confused.

"The fucking entire base is overrun... we have to leave, fast," the man said quickly.

"What do you mean? There were hardly any walkers when we got here" I said.

"They're still around man, in the shadows, the buildings... one loud noise and they're going to swarm on the both of us... wait, did you say we?" The man asked.

"Yeah, there's a couple of us here... and if what you're saying is true, we have to get out of here fast... but, not before getting all of that food," I said, as I pointed to the large amount of food that could feed us for months.

"Take it, it's yours... I'm Mark by the way" Mark said, as he extended his arm out for a handshake.

"Tom, a pleasure to meet you," I said, as I shook his hand, "Now... is there like a truck or something that we could use nearby?"

"Yeah, there's an old pickup truck nearby... get your friends, and we can pack up all of this food and water, and get the fuck out of here," Mark said.

"Alright, give me a minute," I said, as I left Mark for a moment to get Lee and Doug.

After around five minutes of aimlessly walking around, I found Lee and Doug, they were holding off a small group of around six walkers.

I saw that Doug was about to shoot a walker that was near him.

"Shit, don't shoot!" I said, as I ran up to the walker and smashed its head against the ground.

"What? Why?" Doug asked, as he kicked a walker away from him.

"Because, this place is overrun!" I said, as I smashed another walkers head against the ground, "There's a dude living here and he's got a bunch of food that could keep the group fed for at least a few months, and he wants to join us, all we need to do is get the food in his pickup truck and get the fuck out of here!"

"Alright Tom, let's just get rid of these walkers and we'll help the guy out, what's his name?" Lee asked, as he decapitated a walker with the axe.

"His name's Mark, now. Let's get the hell to that truck" I said, as I bashed the last walkers head against a brick wall and ran to where Mark was.

"Alright, come on Doug!" Lee shouted, as he ran after me.

"Okay!" Doug shouted back, as he ran after us.

After a few minutes of running, we made it to Mark, who was on the pickup truck, getting harassed by a couple walkers.

"Help me!" Mark shouted, attracting more walkers to his location.

"Lee and Doug, you take the two on the left, I'll take the three on the right!" I said, as I ran to the group of three walkers and proceeded to smash two of their skulls together, killing them both.

"Okay!" Lee said, as he ran up to a walker and cut its head in half, while kicking the other walker to the ground.

Doug proceeded to stomp on the downed walker.

Now, there was one walker left for me to kill.

"Come at me, you bastard," I taunted with a cocky smirk.

The walker sprung at me in a quick motion and bit into my arm.

"What the fuck!?" I shouted in confusion and fear at the freakishly fast walker, as I bashed its head against the pickup truck multiple times, killing it.

"Fuck..." I said in shock and fear, as I looked at the large bite on my arm.