Snippet #1300228

He opened the door to his house and went in. He began to take out the supplies he mentioned earlier. Laying them out on the counter top for the girls to take. "I don't know if what I have in mind could be considered a plan, but it's something." He was talking while sifting through his house for anything useful. "The national guard probably already has the city and surrounding area under quarentine. Which is good, because that prevents the infection from spreading. However they won't be too keen to let people out, the process should be relatively slow, and the exits crowded. Your more likely to die waiting to get out then hiding in your house. So the way I see it we have to get out through the air." He threw some MRE's on the table. "The airport is a no go, mostlikely all the planes have been taken. Besides even if there was one left, I don't know how to fly one. I do know however how to fly a chopper. My dad is a soldier so I took intrest in anything involved with the military so I took a crash course, forgive the wording, in helicopter piloting. For sure I can fly a huey. Now the only places I can think of that might have one left are the airport, Hospital, and news station. Thing is they are all in the direction of the zombies. So I won't force you to come with me." His head snaps up at a very faint noise. "Someone is making alot of noise somewhere....god help them. Anyway," He finished sorting through his house and puts a screwdriver in his pocket. "That's my 'plan', I'll be outside to see if I can't borrow an SUV from someone, If you plan on coming then grab whatever you want and find me, I won't be too far, just follow the bodies."