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Old 07-29-2009, 01:30 PM   #117
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Jaden sat in the Chinook helicopter, Zombie Enforcer Infantry Rifle, or ZEIR (Seer), in his lap. The ZEIR was a relatively new rifle given to the Army, and used a more powerful fround, the 7.62x54R Round compared to the M4's 5.56 NATO. It was Semi-auto, based heavily off of Max Brooks SIR (Standard Infantry Rifle) from World War Z. Seeing as how we survived the first war, we decided it was necessary to provide an efficient Zombie killing rifle, compared to the assault rifles that blow lead until you're covered in casings. The SIR was a great rifle, but we decided it could be inproved on, so we (All the we's refer to America) made the ZEIR.
"Alright, We'll be in New York pretty soon, just hold on." Said the pilot.
A large plane screeched overhead, barely missing them.
Aiden moved up to the cockpit and recognized the Serial Number for the Plane.
"That's Attrianna's plane. Wherever she's heading, it's bound to be better. Pilot, can you follow the plane?" Jaden said.
"At the speed she's going? Not a chance, but I can follow her signal." The pilot responded.
"Do it." Jaden said.


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Deep thought #1: In the end, everyone dies. No one can outrun time, death itself is always breathing down your neck, just waiting to slip the noose over you. But, in your time of death, what matters is not when or how or even why. What matters is what you do with it. Do you sit down and call it quits, or do you get up, stare your killer and death itself in the face, and laugh copiously, right until the end.
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