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let loose with a shot towards the truck. The men immediately dove for the ground as Alden dropped down on the porch. Hearing their first shot go wild and hit the roof. He laid the shot gun down and pulled his Desert Storm 45. He had always loved the Army issue 45, the expert badge on his old uniform proved that. Taking aim he hit one man dead center in the head as he lay under the rear tire. The second man had gotten behind the back of the truck so there was no clear shot for him. Alden had lost sight of the third, but Tonto hadn’t. Alden moved behind an old crate on the porch he used as table. He watched as Tonto began to slide off the porch and moved silently towards a shed. All Alden could think was “damn dog , be careful. Alden had raised Tonto from a small pup when he had been left in a sack by a fence away from the road. If he hadn’t come along the pup would have died of starvation or been eaten by wild hogs or coyotes.
    The second man move d and that caught Alden’s eye, h e had crawled to the end was getting ready to make a run for the wood pile which Alden knew would give the man a better edge. More cover and a better line of sight. The man jumped and fired a burst towards the porch from an automatic weapon then took off running. Alden knew the sound immediately, “Damn AK’s ” the world would be full of them now that even the drug lords had been infected. Alden yelled out, “OH FUCK, SHIT DAMN IT, I’M HIT” Alden dropped to the porch withering in pain.
    The man who fired stopped and looked to the porch a big grin on his face. It was there for only a second as the round from the 45 slammed into his throat and tore his head o ff. It was Alden’s turn to grin; he had used that ploy more than once in combat.
    Turning to look towards the last man by the shed he called out, “GIVE IT UP SON , YOUR BUD DIES ARE GONE. YOU’RE ALL ALONE, YOU SURRENDER NOW AND I’LL LET YOU LIVE.”
    The man hollered back, “FUCK YOU, YOU’RE AN OLD MAN AND THEY WERE PUSSY’S ! YOU JUST GOT LUCKY WITH THEM ASSHOLES.”
    Alden replied, “YEAH SON , YOU CAN KEEP BELIEVING THAT ALL THE WAY TO YOUR GRAVE.”
    The scream of pain from the man let Alden know his trick had worked; Tonto had gotten around behind the man. Tonto leaped, his first bite knocked the pistol out of the man’s hand. He turned trying to go for a knife and Ton to bit that hand, grabbing hold, pulling the kicking and screaming man to the ground . Tonto ’s head turned fast and viciously then silenced him quickly when his teeth ripped into the man ’ s throat. Alden came running around the shed, “TONTO , LEAVE IT ALONE.”
    Tonto let go, the man laid there with his eyes wide and still breathing. “You dumb sum-bitches picked the wrong old man today.”
    The man’s eyes filled with tears as his last gasp of air came out through his torn out throat. Alden reached down and pulled a small cheap sword off the man. The n gathered up his AK and the rounds he had on him. He checked his pockets for anything else useful, a pack of camels , keys to a hummer and a half a pack of gum. Pulling out the man’s wallet he found a few hundred dollars and a couple of rubbers. Looking to Tonto, “ You reckon he was planning on fucking one of those dead heads?”
    Alden made his way around to the other dead men gathering up what supplies and any thing that might be useful. Alden was t aking the weapons and even one man’s brand new pair of red-wing boots that were the same size as Alden’s . He placed them all in the truck except for one of the Ak s , Alden loaded a clip and looked to Tonto, “Let go see if we can find this hummer,” he said swinging the keys on his finger.
    The two headed down the drive and found the tracks about 500 f ee t from the house then followed them back about a quarter of mile, there sat a Black 2010 Hummer 3. Alden checked the gas it was almost empty. Looking to Tonto, “I think we’ll just drive this off the road. I ain’t about to