fuel tanks were buried; one is for gasoline and three contain diesel fuel. We have three different sized diesel generators plus solar panels on the roof. We even have geothermal heating and cooling to save on fuel needed to run the generators. Our water tower has a ten thousand gallon tank that sits seventy five feet in the air.
"When we started, some of our friends and relatives came here and laughed at us and said we were foolish. Just another crazy bunch of doomsday preppers. I haven't seen them in the last year, so I assume they're all dead.
"Most of the remainder of Tom's winnings, plus the savings of the twelve members, was spent to buy all the food, fuel, medical supplies and materials that were still available. We bought additional firearms and all the ammunition we could find in a one hundred mile radius. It didn't take long to learn others had the same idea. Some gun stores were sold out before we got there. Luckily, long before the zombie plague hit the US, we had finished our building project and supplies collection. Before the government and banks failed we converted our remaining US dollars to gold coins. At the time that made sense, but since then we've realized the new currency is guns, ammunition, medicine and food.
"During any free time and at night, we all worked on the group's rules and procedures our governing body would follow; they're quite simple. You'll be given a copy of all those items as soon as you're settled in and ready to read them. Ask my wife, Janice, for copies when you're ready.
"Weapons training and target practice, physical fitness, and other specialized training and watch duty are mandatory. A schedule for the following week is posted outside the office every Friday morning. It's your responsibility to check the schedule and show up for your scheduled assignments. School classes for all children run Monday through Saturday from eight to three unless they're sick and Ira Sparrow excuses them.
"Welcome to our survivors group, Kira and Paige Schafer." The entire group stood and applauded the newcomers with enthusiasm.
Kira didn't smile widely, but her attitude toward me appeared to have softened somewhat after listening to Ira defend my actions.
I ended the meeting with other upcoming assignments and congratulations to all members for volunteering for the field trips that gradually increased our supplies. The last thing I mentioned was the three recent occurrences of other humans seen within a twenty mile radius of our compound. They'd not made an effort to engage our people, but instead had sped off. The leadership group was concerned but not to the point of doing anything except cautioning our people to stay watchful. Kira stood ten feet away speaking to Janice. I felt a nudge to my side. Connie smiled and handed me a bite of bar cookie our cook, Andrea Michaels had made.
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For three weeks, I'd quietly observed Kira's training results. I was impressed by her dedication and achievements. I'd never seen anyone train as religiously as she did. Not once did I see or hear of her shying away from the hardest and most physically demanding training sessions. Her previous training with her husband had apparently made her aware of the challenges ahead of her, and his death undoubtedly drove the seriousness of it home. To her credit, she endured the long hours and sore muscles without a single complaint. I and the other instructors admired her stamina and devotion and told her we were proud of her efforts and results. Outside of our contacts concerning her training and work assignment, I felt anytime I tried to be sociable she avoided me.
Although we'd learned from experience that large caliber handgun bullets .40 and larger were the best method of dispatching zombies at close range, we also recommended ball bats and wrecking bars as a last resort if forced to deal with them hand to hand. Kira flew threw the firearms training and then requested additional training with