"Ok Simmons... Time to plan our escape... the power's off and the zombies are picking up Landmines."
"WAIT THE ZOMBIES ARE PICKING UP LANDMINES!?" Sgt. T. took a look outside in utter disbelief, one of the zombies had in it's hands, a landmine.
"Ahhh crap...." he uttered before taking a pistol.
"Sarge... what're you doing?" Asked Simmons.
"I'm too old for this horse(censored)" responded Sgt T. as he walked outside, latched the door shut, and taunted the zombies.
"YA'll WANNA DIE A SECOND TIME, COME GET SOME Mr. T IS LOOKIN TO PITY THE FOOL!"