I would dig a deep trench around the town, put metal/wooden spikes at the bottom, fill it with gasoline, and cover it with sticks, leaves, and dirt. That would be the first line of defense. I would set up traps like in Star Wars and Predator. I would find any tools(axes, knives, shovels, etc.) and despense them to the populace. As for me, I would raid my local police station for Kevlar armor and other useful things. I would also head to the military surplus store a few miles from my house and loot the few land mines that they have left, as well as some MREs and anything we could use. My weapons would be a machete, Kabar knife, hatchet, claw hammer, trench pike(yes, I have one), and flint lock pistol(yes, I have one and would never, ever fire the only 3 balls I have for it unless I was really, really desperate). After arming myself, I would set up the land mines a few feet in from the trench. When the raiders attacked, the frontlines of their army would fall into the trench and die, several more would step on the land mines and explode, and we would kill the rest. The fighters for my side are either dead or wounded, and I'm the only one left who can fight. My armor has been destroyed and I only have my Kabar knife and one pistol shot left. There are 3 more raiders, the leader and his best men. Two rush at me with baseball bats and I slash one's throat. The other swings and hits me in the back. I turn and stab him in the stomach, pull the knife out and drive it into his skull. As he falls a burst of buckshot goes through my left arm. The leader has a shot gun. He fires and hits me in the legs. I fall to the ground and he approaches me. He cocks the shot gun and aims it at my chest. Blood spurts onto his legs and he turns towards the wounded survivors. As he walks to them a shot goes off and his brain splatters into the air. He falls to the ground with a thud. I drop my pistol as the life fades from my eyes. "If you shoot a man, you better make sure he's dead." are the words spoken on my last breath.
