SMG

The sub-machine gun was your favorite gun since your brother died in a 'hunting' accident. Tom, your brother best friend, shot him below his rib cage. Citing after he shot him in court 'it slip'. The jury should have put him in prison. He got off because one person on the jury cause a dead lock.

"Hey Jim what going on?" you ask.

"Some bone head fool left the gate door open. A hord of zombies came in soon after. We need everyone we can to get rid of them from our safe place. Now hurry."

You follow Jim to the hord of zombies. Jim took out his trusty magium pistols. He shot like an old timing cowboy. You follow suit by shooting the zombies away from the townhall.

The town you live in is a enclose zoo. The people here made this place livable by letting out the animals, beside the ones that made food that could be eaten. Also they knock down the cages the animal was in. Everyone in here live in tents, but the president, Stan, who live in the zookeeper housing area.

You saw a little girl holding a teddy bear looking at a zombie coming her way. At the retiles place you saw an old man with no weapon backing away from the incoming zombies. You were in the middle of this problem.