The group had three hours to escape Miami, and they could easily see dozens of thousands of zombies blocking their path, perhaps more. They had some time to check the other exits, but neither of them thought they would find better conditions elsewhere.
While Amanda and the others went pale while contemplating their imminent death, Luke began to make some calculations. Say that everyone levels up for one hour nonstop and increases their focus and intelligence up to thirty. With those attributes, they would be able to take three fat zombies or six fire zombies per minute… no, it wouldn't work. Without taking any risks, the group would only be able to kill a couple of thousands of zombies. They didn't have to worry about aiming since the zombies were clustered, but…
