Goose had turned into a bandit due to an unfortuneate incident involving a survivor with fifty or so zombies toward us and having to put him down with a silenced shot before he brough the zombies down on us. after that we raided the small airfield for ammo and weapons restocking our dwindling weapon stores we decided to head for churn to raid the hospital there for medical supplies. The sun was high in the sky as me and my four compatriots entered churn from the north in much need of medical supplies, traveling from appartment building to appartment building making our way towards the hospitol silently killing zeds along the way, we finally reached the hospital and found the jackpot. several boxes of various medical supplies so much that we could afford to top off each of our health. deciding to head to the grociery store on the south west side of the city due to previous luck on gettnig some goodies there. cutting through an industrial complex we suddenly start hearing snap snap snap. someone is trying to snipe us, so we pile into a warehouse to assess the situation and hold off the wave of zombies attracted by the sound of us clearing the way to the warehouse with loud shotgun blasts. once inside and upon confering the four of us decided the best course of action would be to pop green smoke on the door and after letting it build up make a break for cover from which we could escape without incurring the snipers wrath, as we opened the door and tossed the smoke we heard another snap snap snap of him trying to hit us as we left the smoke gave us enough cover to escape and continue to the grociery. we arived there without incident and fount more ammo which we were starting to run low on. Deciding it was time to relocate to less hostile ground we started making our way back to the hospital for one last look when suddenly zeds started coming out of the woodwork and rushing us, deciding that we couldn't win this fight, we ran, hitting an escape rout we had previously planed we took off down the highway with hundreds of zombies in tow, each man taking in turn a chance to turn and pick off the closest before resuming the flight as another took the place on the fireing line, after our escape, and the straggling zombies taken care o. each member of our group was at a substantial body count in the hundereds on health check we realized that none of us were injured, solidifying once and for all that players are much more dangerous than zombies in our small groups book. our group is very weary of other players, we have a policy on when we hear or meet other players, head the other way, dont make contact, so if you see a fourman band traveling through the western half of the map remember we have a live and let live policy