Start practicing yoga.
You attempt to start practicing yoga, much to the annoyance of the people packed into the bunker with you. In fact, there really isn't enough to stretch at all, you keep hitting the guy standing in front of you. He shoots you a dirty look.
Toss a stun grenade into the crowd and brace for the charge, I'll save the tear gas for the armored guys
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Gene mods, stun baton, bulletproof shield, grappling hook, rope, handcuffs, tear gas canisters, stun grenades, zip ties
"How about we give em some flash granades?"
From both sides of the bus flashbangs come tumbling through the sky. They land amidst the horde of zombies surrounding the bus and go off one by one. The flashbangs obviously have an effect on the zombies, most of them are now wandering out aimlessly instead of attacking the bus, taking swipes at eachother when they bump into another zombie.
On one side of the bus, the four hercules crop mercs get ready for further orders from Bob. On the other side, other Bob braces himself for the next part of his plan.
Psh. I can't die, I am the American Dream. I stabilize the chopper, go really high up, and then charge at the dargon from the direction of the sun.
[5] The dragon loses sight of the chopper. He starts hearing a sound not long after. He looks at its direction, but is blinded by sunlight.
The chopper is now flying charging straight towards the dragon. The sound it heard, it was the sound of FREEDOM.
See if any of those flying things break off from the others. If so, take it down once it gets a good distance away from them. If not, get close enough to recognize what the flying things are and see if my HUD can show possible routes for hit-and-run strikes.
None of them break off from their formation, so you start getting closer. You flew behind a large building, getting low to hide your presence. You land on the roof and zoom in your HUD as far as it will go. Well. You can tell what they are. They're giant floating eyeballs. Just, giant, floating eyeballs. Man, what the fuck is even going on here?
Teach my three students how to perform the Heimlich Maneuver. Then tell the three of them to search out more people and spread the technique to those they find, telling their students to do the same. The whole world must be converted over to the cause of choke-prevention! After my anti-choking disciples leave to spread the good maneuver, travel to the local radio station. Convince the radio hosts that I'm with the American Throat Association and ask if I can give a short PSA on the radio about how people can avoid the dangers of choking and a special technique that can save a choking person's life.
[4+1] The three men learn the heimlich manoevre rather quickly, and on your orders set out to teach even more people.
You travel to the local radio station. They tell you that you're free to go on air and give your PSA, but there won't be a host to help you write the PSA. On account of their radio host having been gored by a unicorn a few hours earlier.
"Alright then! Listen here, from now on we will use our zodiac techniques to bring justice all over the world! Or at least I will. You guys, do what ya want."
and then go to the gym! Maybe talk to the guy in my head or something.
You exit the building, leaving the green spandex guys to do whatever they damn well please. THe gym is deserted, which really just means you won't have to wait to use any of the equipment.
You try to communicate with the guy in your head, but whatever you ask the answer is always the same. "Prove thy strength, and unlock thyne true power!" along with an added thunderclap.
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