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Bang! Simon shot the zombie standing in front of the old drive-in. It didn't really notice him though. It was being attacked by a flock of crows that had already consumed its eyes.

When the body hit the gravel, the entire flock descended on it, taking advantage of a less animated meal. Simon undid the padlock and chain and swung the chain link gate open.

" Okay Harry, pull her on in" The Englishman drove the armored car into the drive-in.

" Pull her in over there in the back row." Harry parked the vehicle between two of the old speaker posts, as if he just another customer there for an evening's entertainment.

" What is all that?" Harry asked Simon as he got out of the armored car and pointed to the tables set up in the parking rows. " That's what we call a flea market"

" I thought this was an out doors cinema "

" Well it is, it just that they used these places as second hand markets during the day time on the weekends in this country. Its kind of where all the old garage sales go to die."

Harry just shook his head. Americans have a very strange nation he thought to himself.

Simon started to walk down the rows, checking the tables as he went. " What were you hoping to find here?" Harry inquired as he walked behind Simon. " Mostly radio equipment, CBs, short wave or anything else useful. By the way, I never did ask you what you did for a living before the plague." " I was a taxi driver in London"

" You were on vacation?" " Holiday, yes. I always wanted to see New York"

" Hope you got an eyeful before T.S.H.T.F"

"T.S.H.T.F?"

" The shit hit the fan."

Harry just shook his head again. Simon started to look at a second hand CB when shots rang out. Harry hit the ground, Simon dove under the table. Three more shot cracked the air. " Get up Harry some body's shooting, but not at us." Simon stood up, another shot rang out," Over there at the snack bar" The pair ran toward the squat brick building.

As they rounded the corner of the building, five zombies were smashing their way through the glass in front entrance. Simon drew the Medusa revolver and fired. Two of them were struck in the left side of the head. Harry tapped Simon on the shoulder and pointed towards the movie screen. A gap in the fence was open and twenty or thirty undead were coming through. " Harry run for the armored car, I'm going do something incredibly fuckin' dumb" Simon fired at the large group headed towards the snack bar.

The zombies change direction towards them.

" RUN!" Simon shouted as they bolted towards the armored car. Zombies followed, crashing into tables as they perused the pair.

Simon pulled three mini-grenades from his coat and pulled the pins. They ducked behind the armored and Simon threw the deadly bombs above the heads of the approaching undead. Twelve hundred fragments rained down on the zombies, turning many of their heads into hamburger. Simon opened the back door of the armored car and pulled out the Calico 9mm carbine. Only six of the creatures were left and still coming their way. Simon shot the two lead zombies as they drew near; one got a bullet in the eye, the other was hit in the forehead. Harry had reached inside the vehicle and taken out the 357 revolver he found in Manhattan. He blasted away at one, missing three times and hitting it twice in the chest and then finally hitting it in the right eye. One of the zombies had picked up a very large and heavy wrench from one of the table and swung it at Simon when it had gotten close enough.

Simon used the Calico to block the wench, keeping it from crushing his head, but badly bending the carbine's barrel in the process Simon kicked the zombie in the leg hard, knocking its knee off place. The creature fell and Simon kicked it in the face. He dropped the rifle and quick drew the Medusa. Blasting the last of the undead at close range. Simon seized up the heavy wrench and finished off the zombie still crawling on the ground.

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