Rick and I looked at each other in disbelief and we heard the Man's voice again, "Hey, are you two alive in there?"
Rick immediately got up, banging his head on the roof of the tank before rushing over to the radio. "Hello? Hello?" I moved over so I was next to him.
There was a sigh in relief, "There you are. You had me wondering," The man said.
"Where are you? Outside? Can you see us right now?" Rick asked.
"Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news," The man said.
"There's good news?" Rick asked.
"No," The man said simply.
"Listen, whoever you are, I don't mind telling you . . . we're a little concerned in here," Rick said.
"Oh man. You should see it from over here. You'd be having a major freak-out," The man said.
"Got any advice for us?" Rick asked.
"Yeah, I'd say make a run for it," The man said.
Rick and I looked at each other and then I took the radio. "That's it? 'Make a run for it'?" I asked in disbelief.
"My way's not as dumb as it sounds. You've got eyes on the outside here. There's one geek still up on the tank but the others have climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the two horses went down. With me so far?" The man asked.
"So far," I said.
"Okay, the street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted, you stand a chance. Got ammo?" The man asked.
Rick took the radio, "In that duffel bag I dropped out there, and guns. Can I get to it?" He asked.
"Forget the bag, okay? It's not an option. What do you have on you?" The man asked.
"Hang on," Rick said and he gave me the radio. He placed his gun on the floor once he checked if it had ammo. He rushed towards the soldier, looking through all it's pockets before reaching for a grenade on the shelf beside him. I gave Rick the radio back, "I've got a Beretta with one clip, 15 rounds."
"Make 'em count. Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street, maybe 50 yards. Be there," The man ordered.
"Hey, what's your name?" Rick asked.
"Have you been listening? You're running out of time," The man said.
I pulled my gun and waited for Rick to tell me when to open the hatch. He nodded at me after grabbing a small shovel off of the wall. I pushed it open and Rick went out. I heard him slam the shovel against something before he turned back to help me out.
Once I was out, Rick pushed me in front of him and I jumped down off the tank. Rick jumped down behind me and we headed for the alley that the man said to meet. When a walker got to close, Rick put a bullet in it's head. When we ran to the corner to the alley, we saw someone with a baseball cap and Rick pointed his gun at him as he pushed me behind him.
"Whoa! Not dead! Come on! Come on! Back here! Come on! Come on!" The Asian guy said, waving for us to follow. Rick lowered his gun quickly and he pushed me in front of him as we followed him.
Rick continued to shoot a few walkers as we ran down the alley and the Asian guy started climbing up a ladder. I followed. "What are you doing?! Come on!" The Asian guy yelled to Rick, who was standing at the bottom of the ladder. Rick started to climbing up the ladder.
As we reached to the top, the Asian guy helped me up and then Rick. We all stood, looking down at the walkers below, catching our breath. "Nice moves there, Clint Eastwood. You the new sheriff come riding in to clean up the town?" The Asian guy asked sarcastically.
"It wasn't my intention," Rick said.
"Yeah, whatever. Yeehaw. You're still a dumbass," The Asian guy said as he pushed himself off the railing that he was leaning on.
"Rick. Thanks," Rick said as he hold his hand across me so that the guy could shake it.
"Glenn. You're welcome," The guy said, shaking his hand. They guy, Glenn, turned to me with his hand still out for me to shake.
"Quinn. Thanks," I said as I shook his hand.
"Glenn, and you're welcome too," He said with a smile. Glenn turned to the ladder that was behind us. "The bright side: It'll be the fall that kills us. I'm a glass-half-full kind of guy," He said. He started to climb up the ladder. I followed and then Rick followed me.
When we reached the roof, Glenn helped me over the side. "Are you the one that barricaded the alley?" Rick asked. "Somebody did . . . I guess when the city got overrun. Whoever did it was thinking not many geeks would get through," Glenn replied.
We got to a hatch in the roof over. "Back at the tank, why'd you stick your neck out for us?" Rick asked.
"Call it foolish, naive hope that if I'm ever that far up shit creek, somebody might do the same for me. Guess I'm an even bigger dumbass than you," Glenn said.
He took his bag off and threw it down the hole. He got down the ladder of the hole. Rick and I looked at each other before he nodded to me to go next. I followed Glenn and Rick followed me.