Snippet #2228876

Dutch was observing some of the walkers at the fence, baiting them to see if they would react to anything. He was stabbing into the eyes of those that stuck their heads too close to the fence with his combat knife. He killed three but there were still more coming from out yonder to join the horde. It was useless to try to thin out this pack. He noticed others arguing with one of the workers so he walked over to see what the deal was. A young man, most likely in his twenties, seemed angry about not leaving soon enough. He was complaining about others being able to leave right away while he remained at the base.

"Remember that some of those who left were not in the situation that you are in. Many families had children and there were elderly too. I would suggest not to be to haste with this sort of thing, just be patient." He told the man. He overheard the increasing commotion that woman was creating. Feeling the grip of his .22 Revolver he was tensing a bit. She had a knife, she was angry, and people tended not to think when they were pissed.

When some guards came over to try to "remove her" he drew his pistol. He had it in his right hand with his left hand over the hammer, ready to cock it multiple times to deal out all of the shots in a few seconds. It held only six bullets so the problem to the gun would be if more came on their way, that was if they chose to get violent. "Now listen y'all! If you put a hand on her than I can good enough call you dead. Leaving her out there alone is the same as killing her and you know this. Besides you know that if she was going to do something she would have done it by now. I served in Vietnam in the past so take my solemn oath that if she tries anything again I will shoot her myself. Take it or leave it." He told them his a grave face.

The guards backed backed away but stayed in the room. They knew that if the old man was a real threat than he would have killed them on the spot. Though he did not they found it better to still keep an eye on things. "Keep working on patching up your pilot, there's no rush." Dutch told the man at the deskwhile he holstered his gun. Dutch turned to the woman who had started it all. "This is not the right time to be swinging you knife everywhere like it is the most powerful thing in the world now is it little missy?"