Dallas
Vigilo Confido
*I grabbed a medium sized crate full of ammunition, the types of ammo ranged from 9mm rounds, to .308 caliber rounds. I pushed the crate through the hole above me, that lead to where the other survivors are. I did the same thing with two more crates. I then climbed up, and started to move the crates closer, so everyone could get a fair share of the supplies. "For those who are using firearms, stock up on ammunition here!" I yelled, trying to get every ones attention.*