This is a related thread to 'What Type of Zombie Would you be and Why?' and 'Weapon of Choice in Zombie Apocalypse' Threads. Just like the title says, what is your plan for that strangely most looked forward to of apocalyspes. For me, I would gather all the ammo and supplies I could, get onto a boat, then go to some island with a small population, or none at all.
This one is tougher than the others. A mall is all I can think of but it would be a bad choice. Escape to the suburbs and wait for a miracle I think.
Reverse engineer the virus so that i can look like a zombie without losing sentience.(Or in the case of L4d.Take the hunter strain and do the same thing.Only gaining the benefits) Can just walk through them and they have no idea.
My little group of friends has our own little plans for the apocalypse set out. Group 1 (3 people) goes to target and takes it over for food. Group 2 (1 person lmao) goes to Walgreens and takes it over for medicine. Group 3 (4 people) goes and raids the giant Cabella's that just opened downtown. We all renzevous at the Cabella's and stake out there, trading and killing stuff until we get over with the brunt of it.
Well, I live in a college dorm, so I'd get the heck out of here somehow. Then, I'd (hopefully) gather some survivors and make it to the local mall. That mall has everything, it's one story, and it's not that big. There are lots of objects that can be used for barricades, tons of things to keep us occupied, and not as many windows as you might think.
Alright, here goes. I live quite nearby to both a small medical unit and a police station. In the first case, well... where do most bite victims and casualties go in the first instance? Graveyards can actually provide a small haven whilst on the run... the hospital is where they take the bitten, the infected, to turn. As for the police station, where do you think many people, panicking, will find themselves searching for help? In this case it's not the dead I'm too worried about. The police station is probably too small to be carrying any sort of firearms and will serve little more as a buffet to the mindless husks. No, I live in a reasonably large village, attempting to leave? Well, as if anyone else didn't have that idea, most likely someone will try to run over one of the walking cadavers, get a bone lodged in their engine, and block the road for everyone else. First step is to fill up any and all containers with water, who knows when the water will turn off, or worse... Then barricade the area, this will most likely involve pushing the car between the fence and simply shooting off any dead that may think they are feeling lucky. (I count four shotguns lying around my house, one pistol and another five rifles). Food will not go too scarce, there's plenty of houses to get searching through (though most likely, some danger involved). If things brighten up we'll announce our presence as friendly, if things get worse, it'll likely be trying to carve a path between here and a body of water to launch the boat off. I will not try to seek out other survivors, I have enough trouble dealing with humans right now, dealing with them when they are scared, hopeless and without a plan? They may as well hold a sign saying "eat me". I'm moving to university tomorrow however, so I haven't had the time to make a real plan for out there, it's close to a harbour and on a hilltop, perhaps easily defensible? Likely will involve taking off in one of the boats docked up, with whatever can be gathered from the town on the way down. Preparations to the dorm still stand, block as much as I can, find a weapon, fill everything with water. Your weapon of choice should become an extension of your arm, that's how important this is.
Here's what i'd do: [video=youtube;PTLm5E-OGAc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTLm5E-OGAc&feature=related[/video]
The situation depends on the type of scenario. I might be currently in White Water, CA, camping out. If in this situation, I’d be getting briefed on this, by radio. However, my radio runs on renewable wind up power, so it might not be on during the time - I only listen to it during the night. BUT, if I was to hear about it, I’d do the following - if I‘m at home when it happens, just skip the first four paragraphs: When I’m done pissing my pants, and crying in the fetal position, my best choice would be to take the road back to my house. I live in a drive by suburbia, meaning the road would not be crowded with cars. I can only hope that the freeway intersection leading to my town ain’t blocked. If it is, I’ll proceed cussing until the meaning of “politically correct” is completely desecrated. But when that’s behind me, I’ll be forced to ditch my car, but not in the middle of the freakin' street. I’ll hide it behind some shrubbery or a billboard to come back to it if I need to get out of town. It’s also a pretty good idea to not be a jerk, blocking the whole freakin’ road. So with that done, I’ll walk the way home. Don’t think for a second that using melee is a good idea! Ditch your knife, bat, and flaming chainsaw altogether! Why? Because, any paper cut, or nick of the skin the size of a grain of sand can still be affected by blood spewing everywhere. Close range head shots are the epicenters of retarded tactics. Sure, you may be lucky enough to get a clean jab, but as soon as you unsheathe your amputator from a zed’s skull, blood is going to spurt like a freakin' volcano! So, I stick with my pistol, that I ALWAYS take with me when I camp. It’s also a pretty good idea to just avoid undead altogether. Headshots are super hard to achieve, and my gun’s stopping power and penetration are pitifully weak. So, anytime I see a shambling cadaver, I’ll just run like a chicken. It ain’t cowardly, it’s flippin' genius. Don’t let your incompetent peers tell you you’re a chicken. Simply laugh hardily, when they turn into rotting zombies. If I’m able to get to my house without getting bit, I’d obviously look for my family. If they are dead, I kill myself. Sorry about that. If they have left to a safe haven, then I leave without them. No point of getting them if they are already safe. You may be thinking, “But what if the haven they were heading to is a failure?” In response, I’ll have you know that that is a one in ten chance. The Walking Dead, has definitely demonized the CDC and the US military, but believe it or not, they tend not to mess around. Military outposts can not be breached by even the fattest hoard of undead pissants. It just doesn’t happen. “But it happened in World War Z!” You might say. In response, I say that it is sad that you would believe that book is anything, but bullcrap fiction. Max Brooks is way over his head, kid. I realize that it has its problems, but you should always trust the military. They absolutely don’t mess around. Next, I listen for the nearest safe haven by word of radio or emergency broadcast television. Obviously, I’d head there. I don’t think anyone would be stupid enough to not flee the city, but if I happen to come upon someone who seems able, I take him or her - preferably her - with me. If the gas stations in my town aren’t looted clean, I’ll take every speck of food! Or at least as much as can be carried. I’d head to my hidden car, and leave for the haven. If my people happen to leave a note saying where they’re going, I’ll head there, as opposed to a closer haven. Family comes first, man. I may have stated above that there is no point getting them, but that only goes under the case that I decide to haul up in some farm or something. If the person you're taking along disagrees, leave him behind. As far as you're concerned you’re the one driving, and you’re in charge! When I get to the haven, I’ll probably be eager to find my people, but the place will be crowded as hell! There will be confusion, hunger, bewilderment, and fright, so don’t go looking for some military dude to help you find your missing daddy. He’ll ignore you altogether. If you want to pass the time, knock yourself out, and try to find them. It’ll only be a few months before every zombie just decays or the military kills them all. If you’re lucky, it would only be a week. Zombies won’t be able to withstand heat, cold, bugs, predators, and due to the fact that zombies don’t feel pain, small nicks, and cuts will eventually lead to useless eyes, and falling apart limbs. It all adds up. And assuming they have no self preservation, a majority will just die from walking off of cliffs or into raging rapids. It’ll all blow over pretty quickly… And that’s what I’d do! Sorry if it is inepic, but I don’t give a crap, I’d never do anything different. EVER! Sorry if you disagree. I’ll be sure to wave at you when I see your staggering corpse…
And i'll try to see if i have enough of a mind left to wave back. Protip.Shoot the knees out.A crawler is slower than a walker.
Whew, just noticed how many cuss words that thing had. Last posted it on Dead Frontier, pretending to be an adult. I'm really fourteen (in four days), so this is about as important to me as an empty bag of doritos! Edit: A whole lot more cussing than I remembered. Should have edited this before posting. My apologies to Rarit E.
Well this is an interesting thread, I guess I should hash out the general plan that I have with my friends. Most of the people I acquaint myself with are or were in the armed forces, so we all have extensive combat training, fire arms, hand to hand, and I semi specialize in demolitions. So the general plan would be to gather what we have on hand to start, mostly small fire arms, a few rifles, swords, knives, generally anything that can be considered deadly. One of my first tasks is to head to any department store and grab fertilizer and diesel fuel, as well as any small electrical switches, or radio devices. I am not going to explain how, because that would get me banned, but needless to say I can make a triggered explosive charge out of just those materials. So my first project while the chaos ensues would be to make a few of those while the others gather munitions and anyone expressly dear to them for the journey. My original plan was to bring my fiance, but she left me, so yeah, she can get eaten for all I care. As soon as that's all taken care of we would try to find some vehicle large enough to arm to the teeth, because lets face it, pickup trucks and cars aren't going to do it like in the movies. Neither will school buses, just putting it out there, they have absolutely no protection they're literally made from cast aluminum. I know of a few larger vehicles we could hijack if we needed to and of course begin the process of outer armoring them, you know steel grating and sandbags for shock resistance, just in case we ran into any undesired attention. As soon as we finalized these beginning preparations the real challenge would begin, moving everyone safely. The plan is to then start heading North, when you think about it, North would be the best option, zombies lack blood flow and body heat, so their ability to remain mobile would be forfeited in the conditions of Northern Canada and Greenland making places of extreme climate, preferably tundra, the best option. Along the way, we would make periodic stops at any military installations and pick up armaments to enhance our arsenal, M204's, Bradley Sub Machine Guns, anything we can mount or carry, I might even be greedy and take a Jericho or two. Now, of course we would have to stop for fuel on occasion which, due to the mass amount of people trying to run out of the cities to begin with would make this expressly difficult. More than likely we would result to siphoning a large portion from abandoned vehicles. We would also have to drive and sleep in shifts, two in front driving, one mounted on watch for possible contact, be it human or undead. By this time most of us would be outfitted with basic body armor employed by the Army and Marine Corps, so we would be combat ready with full battle rattle, and unlike in the movies, in full combat regalia you can't just get bitten on the arm, ceramic kevlar plates are everywhere on Class 3 body armor. Yes it slows movement down, but that is far better than your shirt getting bitten through and you dying because of it. So we'd make our way to the North all the while taking precautions to move when activity is lessened, sticking to the main highways, just in case, because hey, they can trap us in the cities, but we can just run them over on a highway. Eventually we would make it to Canada, and all things willing the bridges and tunnel would still be intact. If not, we're fording across the river, or worse case scenario, we hijack the ferry system. Either way we would hopefully make it to Canada with minimal loss of life, then it's just a matter of getting as far North as possible, the farther you go the less likely you are to see any of the dead. You wait out the storm, and if you're lucky enough you find a settlement of like minded individuals.
Get in a boat and travel the coastland of boston with my friends (Zombies cant float). we simply stop when we want to gather supplies and food.
I guess that I'd just go with whoever'snot infected. I haven't really thought about a zombie apocalypse plan since I feel that robots or cats are more likely to take over. But that's a different topic all together.
