My problem with going out fighting is that you take your weapons with you. If I were bit and by myself, sure I might as well sit on a watertower and pick off as many of them as I can before I go. If I'm with a group though, and I take my gun with me as I venture out for one last hurrah I've taken a gun away from the group that they aren't going to be getting back.
Well, I would take a bow and a quiver full of arrows, but I'm a better shot with an assault rifle.[/QUOTE]
See, that's the thing though, so are you loved ones if you're with them. They could use that rifle as a back up if their primary weapon breaks or something. Not so, if you're going to just stay behind and take as many of them with you as you can.
Again, it doesn't really matter if you find yourself alone.
If I'm with a group I say do whatever you can, but be sure to let one of them off you so they still have the weapon you carried.[/QUOTE]
Okay, let me amend my position, then.
If my loved ones have sufficient numbers of firearms, I will take one assault rifle and a maximum of three clips (á 30 rounds, so a total of 90 shots) and a hatchet/other suitable bladed weapon with me. If not, I'll ask for a bullet to the brainpan and getting doused with gas and burnt so I won't feed the hordes. With a suitably fortified position, I could technically take out a good 30 or so (counting for possible errors in aiming and likely loss of motor control as the 12-hour ticker grows shorter) zombies down before I put a slug through my brain. I know it's a weird line of thought, but in that kind of a position I would like to go down knowing I had done all I could before the final curtain.