“What about hunting wildlife? There’s tons of deer running around out there, we hit one or two and drag it back here then that would solve dinner for tonight.” Alexandra piped in as soon as Janette was finished, not exactly happy with being chosen to pick crops, but it was the less dangerous task. Her father was relieved she wasn’t picked to go into the city, which if things went to hell enough might have killed her and all the others. 

He wasn’t too excited with the prospect himself, but at least he had a decent group with him, excluding the new guy, David who had just strolled into town, Logan meeting him with a nod and welcome as he handed over any guns, it was enough for him to be allowed in, as long as the man would hold his own with the workload.

Logan had moved away from the assembled group, then returned pushing a wheelbarrow of firearms, all unloaded of course, but there were bullets with them, exactly the amount for each that Jane had specified. The guns were a Model 70F, Beretta 90, Ruger SP101, Mossberg 500, Beretta M9, two Glock 19s, two Glock 22s, two M4 Carbines,  Remington 870, a MP5, a P226, two AR15s and a M1911 which Logan took for himself, before he allowed everyone to pick their weapons he spoke.

“These are not toys, practice trigger discipline, these are your last line of defense. If there’s not other way to defend yourself, that includes running, then make sure you hit what you’re shooting. There is not a lot of ammo for any of these. If you’ve never used a gun then you may be better off just not taking one.” Logan said in a serious, stern tone as he holstered his own pistol.