But I don't want to be bait. Can't I have a bazookoid and shoot at them instead? We could be a team.

[He mimes shooting down zombies. His voice turns suddenly deep and Heroic as he imagines himself being like a great soldier. Minus the danger. In his fantasies, he never quite squares the part about being heroic with the part about not wanting to be anywhere near danger.]

Take that, you undead bastards!