Family on I-5

I have been gone for awhile BUT I want to confess something. I killed a family on I-5 about 20 miles out side of portland Oregan. It started out as just another fucked up day in the northwest. I was on patrol up and down the I-5 corridor between portland and seattle looking for the slightest sign of survivors.
It was about 4:30 in the afternoon when I spotted the smoke about a mile from me.
I pushed the throtel of my uh-h huey gunship to its max. MAYBE... JUST MAYBE. As I came ta a hover I say a family of four waiveing and shouting and throwing stuff in the air to get my attention, well they got it. Christ almighty people .. real life people, to talk too and be with.
They had a hord of dead comeing down on them about 500 yards back. No place to land, I turned on my loud speaker and told the about a half mile up was a lookout point where I could land and pick them up. They jumped of a flatbed truck and ran down the road, But about100 or was it 150 yards down the road the mother triped and fell. A zombie came from inside a van and dove on her, The husband swang a baseball bat and took the things head clean off its shoulders, but by then the hord had caught up and surrounded them. He had managed to get his family on top of the van. But..................... well I considered landing and moveing in on foot and trying to get to them, No.. I knew better. I hovered above them thinking what could i do I didn't have a ladder that I could drop, anyways the fatherwrote a few words on to of the van. BITTEN DEAD, SHOOT.....THANKYOU!!!! in blood.
I kept saying no no no, but he just looked up at me and held up his right arm , there was a gapeing bite bite mark in his left arm. His wife had be bitten in the neck, she was holding their two girls. Thats when I knew what his words ment He wanted me to shoot them so that they would not turn and go after the two girls. Ijust starred at them as zombies tried to climb the van, their numbers grew and grew and grew.
Well..... GOD FORGIVE ME .... I flipped on the free fire switch and selected guns and pulled the trigger. The 4 50 caliber guns roared to life shredding and tearing everything in their paths to peices. It took only 30 seconds, then I let go the trigger and screamed at the top of my lungs fUCKEN ZOMBIES, FUCKEN FLU, WHY...WHY. YOU BASTERED WHY THE HELL WON'T YOU TAKE ME!! I...I need a beer I'll write more later, if I don't ah fuck it more later.