A group of zombies

Shit. Looks like your lucky has come to an end. Right in front of you is a group of twenty to twenty-five zombies. And these aren't stupid, slow, shuffling Walking Dead zombies. These ones are strong, fast, and relentless. They haven't spotted you yet, but if they catch sight of you, they won't stop chasing you until you are dead or turned. One of them turns and spots you. You curse, "Jeremy, get us out of here!"

He starts the car at the same time as the zombie lets out a screech, getting the attention of his group. They all charge at the SUV while Jeremy throws it into reverse. You point your gun out the window and begin shooting into the crowd. Stealth is off the table here. You see two of them drop with headshots before Jeremy flips the car around and speeds down an alleyway, with the zombies in hot pursuit. You turn around to see Allen shooting out the window. Amelia is just staring, open mouthed.

"Hey Annie Oakley, wake up!" you shout at her, breaking her out of her stunned state. You slam a button on the console, opening up the sunroof. She understands without needing to be told, standing up and shooting out of the top of the car. Looks like her claims were true, as she picks her targets and puts them down, one by one. Limited by the obstacle laden street, Jeremy fails to make any headway against the mob, and they slowly close in. One of them even reaches as far as putting his hand through the window and grabbing Allen, but you take him out with a carefully aimed shot. Jeremy finally finds and open stretch of road and guns it, creating some distance between you and the undead. "Stop the car! We need to kill them!"

Jeremy slams on the breaks, and you, Allen, and Jeremy exit the car, aiming at the zombies who are sprinting at you from less than thirty yards away. Amelia keeps her perch, picking them off one by one, and less than ten remain as you unleash onto them. It seems like an eternity, but in reality, it is less than ten seconds as your team puts each one of those flesh eaters down, the final one dying less than three feet away, its head completely destroyed by Allen's shotgun. The four of you pause to catch your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. Amelia lets out a little cheer.

"We need to get out of here. No way other people didn't hear that," luckily, Allen remains collected and is able to keep thinking. Without needing to worry about stealth, you speed back to the building, Jeremy pulls up onto the sidewalk, parking right outside the main entrance. There is a small crowd waiting inside the doors, and, with the additonal manpower, you guys manage to get all the fuel, food, and water inside quickly. You almost can't believe it's over. You lean against a pillar to catch your breath. Allen and Jeremy are hugging their wives. Jeremy's son and daughter stand nearby, looking relieved that their dad is okay. Amelia is arguing with her husband. Clearly she didn't tell him she was leaving. You spot Walter looking over the haul and walk over.

"How long will it last us?" you ask him.

"Hmmm. If we limit how much power we use, it could last us a couple weeks." Not too bad. That will give you plenty of time before you have to head out again. A major crisis has been averted. The sound of the generator coming to life makes the residents cheer. Now is the time for you to do some planning on what the future will be for your little group.