Attention, magazine safety officers. Report to CIC.

So come on down to the Sweetbriar Diner, and bring your rifles, your handguns, your ammo, whatever you got.

I can help your dad hunt, and he can help me go get ammunition... and other supplies in the store.

We had to be over the mountains by sunrise, so we searched them, took their tags, their water, their ammunition, and we just kept moving.

So not only are bullets vital for defense, but per the law of supply and demand, a full cartridge is now the coin of the land.

But that led to a series of no, coming out of the book like ammunition, and adding messages to them, and I started spraying them on the walls.

No looting, no military disappearing, no arms disappearing, no ammo disappearing, no Muqtada Al-Sadr -- I'm wrecking his bones -- no insurgency.