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I'll take one. name him Bob. Mechanic (untrained if need be) do we have any ammo?

hey if worse comes to worse bum rush'em sometimes it works, though it usually normally always costs a few  people.

No ammo, and no way of making any. The only problem with fighting zombies in melee is they have a paralyzing bite that basically ensures they kill everything they touch

So I died eh? May I request another character for a future wave? By the way, nice story so far-and just how did she fall into a lake anyway?

Sure. You can even have one of the survivors from the last wave if you'd prefer that. There are 3 females and 1 male available. I'll keep the original post updated with a list of available characters.

She was wrestling a deer and dodged into the lake, I think. I paused as soon as I got the death notification to see if I could figure out what happened.

September 7th, 2016
A group of eight refugees from Camp Four arrived today. They were apparently the only survivors. When I told them the fates of the other Camps, they looked shocked. I convinced them to stay on with us. It's going to be a rough winter with this many people, but if we make it through, we'll need all the help we can get fighting off the Infected. A couple of them have combat experience. There's Gaweir, who apparently set out after our expedition on his own, and met up with the refugees later. He claims to be pretty good with a shotgun. Also, a man named Uci, who says he was part of a rescue squad sent after us. He's a talented sniper and hunter, which should help to replenish our meat supplies.

Well now you make Labs the botonist look dumb. Btw what graphics pack are you using?

Actually, he's the only smart one, since he's the only one who knew it wasn't a monkey 

It's the Mike Mayday tileset with graphics from Neoadept's zombie mod.

Also, to both of those who requested, I'll put you in the next immigrant wave, but that might not be for a while since my fortress is worth so few dwarfbucks (zombiebucks?)

Last update for tonight:

June 1st, 2016
Deathlord has mined a tunnel connecting our food supply to the main camp. If we're attacked by Infected, we can raise the bridge and hopefully last long enough on our food reserves for help to arrive. He's also started work on a drawbridge for the cave we keep the food in, so that it can be sealed in an emergency as well.

June 22nd, 2016

Deathlord came to me today to complain about the conditions at the camp. It's true that living conditions are less than ideal, but honestly we're not much worse off here than we were at Camp Four. His suggestions included hollowing out sleeping quarters underground, to protect us from the rain, and the construction of a well, so we'll have a water supply in case the Infected attacked. I gave him permission to begin constructing these things. Unfortunately, we don't have the equipment to dig down to the water level from here, so instead we're going to try diverting the river through an aqueduct.

June 27th, 2016

Success! With Louis's tireless cranking, we've managed to mix and pour a test batch of concrete. This should help with Deathlord's aqueduct project considerably. I'd also feel much safer sleeping in a reinforced concrete bunker.

February 3rd, 2016
Psychy brought back some kind of dead monkey. Labs says it's a hoary marmot. I say it's gross. But I'll still eat it. Deathlord has hollowed out a sort of underground cave for us to keep our food in. The cool air should help it stay preserved longer, although flies are still a problem. Psychy also says there are cougars prowling around. As if Infected weren't enough to worry about.

February 12th, 2016

Okenido collapsed from exhaustion in the middle of the forest today while felling trees. We've really got to get some tents or something. It's been a month and no sign of Camp Four.

February 23rd, 2016

We found a heap of garbage halfway up a nearby hill. There were some ruined foundations further up. Apparently this used to be some kind of mountain resort back in the day. I started poking around in the garbage to see if I could find anything of value.

March 1st, 2016

Our palisades are complete! We'll all sleep a lot safer at night knowing the Infected won't be able to just devour us in our beds (well, if we had beds...). Ein even managed to rig up an ingenious system with gears salvaged from the pickup that raises and lowers a drawbridge. That combined with a moat should keep the Infected at bay pretty well.

November 9th, 2015
All the members of the expedition have been assembled. There is a 7-man core team of volunteers along with a detachment of trained soldiers who are escorting us. We are to form a convoy of vehicles traveling north until we reach the mountains. The volunteers and I will be driving an old pickup truck that someone salvaged from somewhere. God knows where they found gasoline for the thing, but we should have enough for the trip.
The volunteers are a mixed bunch. I wrote quick notes on each of them.
Okenido: She was a contractor in her old life. Her experience in carpentry and construction should be useful in determining the best way to fortify the new area.
Deathlord: A former architect. Along with Okenido and the others, he'll help with designing the bunkers. Apparently when the Infected came through, he blasted his way out of the city with a group of other survivors, so his combat experience should come in handy.
Psychy: Psychy isn't her real name, of course. The others call her that because she escaped from an insane asylum during I-Day. Personally, I can sympathize with her desire to kill Infected... I'm glad she and her crowbar are on this expedition with us.
Louis: He survived in the woods for three months alone after I-Day, with only a sword to hold off the infected. Eventually he found his way to Camp Four and shared what he'd learned with us. He's along to assess the food supply in the new area, as well as lend a hand in defending the caravan.
Labs: Apparently was some type of biologist before I-Day. His knowledege of botany will come in handy if we run low on food.
Ein: Camp Four's resident mechanic. Seeing as how the pickup is one of the only vehicles we own, he's along to maintain it and make sure nothing much happens to it. He's also got some skill with a sword, something most of us have had to learn since I-Day.

Then there's me. I'm not sure why they wanted a chemical engineer along on this expedition. Supposedly it's because of my skills in leadership, but I've never lead anything bigger than a Girl Scouts club. Hopefully I won't make too big a mess of things. We'll leave at the end of this month.

November 30th, 2015
We're now several hundred miles outside of Camp Four. So far, Infected sightings have been few and far between. A couple of the soldiers escorting us have been riding in the pickup bed with sniper rifles, picking off lone Infected in the woods. No major hordes yet though, which is a godsend. We passed a convoy of Corporates heading out to the Survivor camps to trade. Their vehicles were heavily steel plated, and much nicer than ours. The bastards.

December 16th, 2015
For the past two weeks, we've not seen any living being. Or any Infected, for that matter. The lack of wildlife is troubling. We're almost to our destination though, so I'm trying not to worry too much about it.

December 20th, 2015
I was right to be worried. A few days ago, our caravan was attacked by a huge horde of Infected- one of the largest I've seen since I-Day. The military escort barricaded themselves behind their armored APC, but... There was a huge Infected, some kind of genetic mutant, who lifted the APC ten feet in the air and crushed them all to death instantly. We jumped in the pickup and drove... just started driving, without looking where we were going. We drove for most of a day like that, always looking behind us in fear that they would still be there.
Now we're miles off course... We have no compass, and no map. We shouldn't be more than a few hours drive from our destination, but what would we do once we got there? And how would we get back?



January 1st, 2016
Our pickup ran out of gas. We're at the foot of a mountain range somewhere. No idea if this is the right area, but we're stuck here until Camp Four sends someone out to look for us. We're going to have to spend the night here... most of us haven't slept in days. Fortunately there are plenty of trees around, so we should be able to build some temporary fortifications before the day is out. We'll need food too... we're down to just a few weeks worth of meat and water. There's a river nearby to supply us with water, but hopefully some of the nearby vegetation will be edible...

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