Proximus
Redneck Genius
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Jack thought they were in the clear. There were no signs of any undead things chasing them and he was about to relax in the passenger seat. Then, she slammed on the brakes and tossed him into the dash. Looking at the brick wall in front of them, all he could say was, “FUCK!!!!” He knew he shouldn’t have trusted her to drive. What was he thinking? She had no idea where she was, and she certainly wasn’t trained for combat driving.
However, the moment he heard her plan, his eyes got this wild look about them. He grinned from ear to ear. “I fucking LOVE this plan!” He shouted at the top of his lungs while slapping her on the shoulder. It was the same sort of slap he would have given any of his buddies back in Iraq. Then, in one motion, he jumped the center console into the back seat. “Do it,” he yelled as he flopped over the back seat and into the cargo area. Quickly, he spread his legs and positioned his feet on opposite sides of the truck, pinning his back against the seat. At least in this position, she was less likely to toss him out in the street. Finally, he slammed a new 20 round magazine of shells into his shotgun. When he was ready, he barked out, “Go… Go… GO!”
The Hummer took off in reverse at the crowd of runners coming at them in the street. Trying his best not to let anything jump into the cargo area with him, Jack aimed for the legs and knees. This had the desired effect as he felt the SUV bouncing over the bodies as they fell underneath them. Every couple of shots, he couldn’t resist yelling, “Yeah! Take that you fucks!” It was just his way of coping with the chaos.
Then, he felt the truck spinning and heard the sound of rubber squealing. His only though was, ‘Holy shit, she’s gonna kill us.’ However, the moment he realized that it worked, he bellowed out, “Yeeeeee Hawwwww!” For fuck’s sake, she did it. They were clear of the alleyway and headed back towards the gas station! But before he could take any joy in that thought, one of the runners had managed to leap forward an almost impossible distance and latch onto the tailgate. He could see the look in its eyes. Jack was lunch as soon as it could crawl a little further. Like a scene from a movie, he grinned as he lowered the barrel of the gun. Boom! He shot the screamer right in the shoulder, which separated immediately, leaving the corpse to fall off onto the road and a disembodied arm still clutching the tailgate.
He laughed hysterically at the site! Soon, he regained his senses and realized that she still had no idea where to go. “Make a right at the gas station and get back on the highway! Then, head toward your place.” Looking around, he realized that he could finally put the cap on the last gas can. They had only spilled a little in the escape, but they also lost about 20 feet of siphon hose from the pump system. Jack knew he could fix that later. The important thing now was that they lived. Picking up the dead arm, he held it up so she could see it in the rear view. “Hey, do you need a hand up there?” He chuckled again before closing the tailgate and tossing that thing away.
Eventually, he climbed back into the front seat. Smiling his approval, he replied to her remark. “Holy shit that was some fancy driving girl! If I didn’t think you’d stab me, I’d give you a big sloppy wet kiss!” He laughed like he was joking, but, at the same time, he really wanted to follow through with that idea.
However, the moment he heard her plan, his eyes got this wild look about them. He grinned from ear to ear. “I fucking LOVE this plan!” He shouted at the top of his lungs while slapping her on the shoulder. It was the same sort of slap he would have given any of his buddies back in Iraq. Then, in one motion, he jumped the center console into the back seat. “Do it,” he yelled as he flopped over the back seat and into the cargo area. Quickly, he spread his legs and positioned his feet on opposite sides of the truck, pinning his back against the seat. At least in this position, she was less likely to toss him out in the street. Finally, he slammed a new 20 round magazine of shells into his shotgun. When he was ready, he barked out, “Go… Go… GO!”
The Hummer took off in reverse at the crowd of runners coming at them in the street. Trying his best not to let anything jump into the cargo area with him, Jack aimed for the legs and knees. This had the desired effect as he felt the SUV bouncing over the bodies as they fell underneath them. Every couple of shots, he couldn’t resist yelling, “Yeah! Take that you fucks!” It was just his way of coping with the chaos.
Then, he felt the truck spinning and heard the sound of rubber squealing. His only though was, ‘Holy shit, she’s gonna kill us.’ However, the moment he realized that it worked, he bellowed out, “Yeeeeee Hawwwww!” For fuck’s sake, she did it. They were clear of the alleyway and headed back towards the gas station! But before he could take any joy in that thought, one of the runners had managed to leap forward an almost impossible distance and latch onto the tailgate. He could see the look in its eyes. Jack was lunch as soon as it could crawl a little further. Like a scene from a movie, he grinned as he lowered the barrel of the gun. Boom! He shot the screamer right in the shoulder, which separated immediately, leaving the corpse to fall off onto the road and a disembodied arm still clutching the tailgate.
He laughed hysterically at the site! Soon, he regained his senses and realized that she still had no idea where to go. “Make a right at the gas station and get back on the highway! Then, head toward your place.” Looking around, he realized that he could finally put the cap on the last gas can. They had only spilled a little in the escape, but they also lost about 20 feet of siphon hose from the pump system. Jack knew he could fix that later. The important thing now was that they lived. Picking up the dead arm, he held it up so she could see it in the rear view. “Hey, do you need a hand up there?” He chuckled again before closing the tailgate and tossing that thing away.
Eventually, he climbed back into the front seat. Smiling his approval, he replied to her remark. “Holy shit that was some fancy driving girl! If I didn’t think you’d stab me, I’d give you a big sloppy wet kiss!” He laughed like he was joking, but, at the same time, he really wanted to follow through with that idea.