They’ve been bombing for hours now. We’ve been in the school basement, where they told us to go in the leaflets, the whole time. They haven’t hit us accidentally so far. Thank god for smart bombs.
I can only imagine what it’s like out there. The tens of thousands of zombies that were coming down the highway, with five hundred and thousand-pounders falling among them, being blown to tiny rotten smithereens. I wonder how small a piece of zombie can be and still be dangerous?
I guess they’re saving the nukes. When those start dropping, I’ll know: we’ve already lost.