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Kline pulled into the gas station behind Kyle. Kyle got out of his vehicle with his weapons, and Foxchild pulled up the the pump behind him, and checked it. Empty. Near all of them were. However, it wasnt to be expected, and he had a near full gas tank anyway, not to mention his extra in case of emergencies.

He hopped out of his truck, grabbing his trusty lever shotgun, and slinging it over his shoulder. He knew the Horde that they had out run would catch up to them in maybe a day's time. Probably less. They needed to hurry and get what they could from this town, and move on. He shut the door to his truck ,and walked up next to Kyle, as Maxim walked in the station. "So. Kyle, what do you say we check out the weapon store. It has probably been looted, but by all means, anything we can get is good."

He waited for DJ to get out of his truck too. Maxim was far ahead of them, already having searched the gas station, with little results. "I will join you. Kline. You are?" He said softly as he walked next to the man.