Chapter 117: 117
Although we didn’t get some of what we’re looking for, we still had a very successful run. However, the drives missing is still sending me signals. The truck is back on where they parked it before and Lois stands guard on top of the truck with his 10/22 rifle.
You could barely hear the shots from the rifle he’s using but he’s definitely taking shots on a few of them since you could see the muzzle pointing to different directions.
“Why don’t you give him a better gun?” Matthew asked as he walked next to me.
“Him? You’ll have a hard time to convince Lois. He really likes that gun.” I said.
“Huh? Why? That could barely do anything! At least give him a higher caliber to work with.” he was confused.
“Hey, a .22 is still good. At least it’s quiet unlike your 870.” I replied.
“But this thing could tear large holes on those things! Don’t compare this to what that kid is using!” he retorted.
“All you need to kill them is a perfect shot in the head. A .22 caliber might not seem much but good shot placement is key. That gun is super quiet when suppressed too, remind me later to place one on your shotguns. I’ll add a few things to it too. Besides, he likes that gun so I gave it to him. When he’s excitement lowers, his performance suffers. Giving a better gun might be good overall but with his personality, it might do more damage. See that? Tetris!” I explained as he pensively nodded.
“What block am I then?” he asked.
“You? A simple square, I definitely know how to handle you. You’re the easiest one!” I said with a straight face.
“The f.u.c.k did you say?!” he exclaimed.
“HAHAHAHA!!! Kidding, kidding. I’m still figuring you out. I’ll definitely have a few plans so you’ll bow down to me again.” I piled on.
“When did I bow down to you?!” he’s getting passionate.
“Oh? Forgot the time you lost the camper? Old people these days…” I put my hands up helplessly.
“You!” he shouted.
“Dad, be quiet! You’re like Oscar!” Kaley exclaimed.
We opened the glass door of the academy and we started on killing a few in the vicinity. There’s less here since the group who came earlier did a number on the zombies here. However, I lured a few towards where I threw their bodies. Three regular ones followed and they started on gorging the people we’ve killed.
The group I’m with didn’t seem to mind that we killed them. Although they were taken aback that we killed people aside from zombies, no one objected to what we did.
“Good thing we don’t have those people in the movies that are stupid enough to take pity on each and every human regardless of what those people are doing. Well, for now. I hope we don’t get people like that. What we did is an execution but it’s called for. I wouldn’t want those kinds of people roaming this place. I’m just wondering about their situation at Arca Yard. We should’ve kept at least one alive for interrogation.” I said to myself.
We slowly approached the truck while killing a few on the way. I took the lead while Tatiana guards the rear. We placed everything that we’re carrying in the truck and in the mobile van while I killed a few in the vicinity.
*slash* *slash* *stab* *slice* *chop*
I took care of a few in one corner. The katana is dripping a few droplets of blood so I flicked it to get rid of some. I then started to pick the locks and we opened the roll-ups. The canteen here is mostly the go to place from people from the school, academy and the fire station. The electricity here is still running and I smiled brightly when I looked at the place. The canteen is untouched and there are several boxes of noodles, canned goods, bread, snacks, candies, and various seasonings. Their freezer also has a lot of items like frozen chicken, beef and pork. There are also the processed ones like sausages, burgers and the like.
“Bro! There’s another one! It’s coming straight at us from the city hall! I’ll take shots now!” Lois shouted.
“Go ahead.” I replied.
Lois raised the Ruger 10/22 and he aimed for the sprinter… sprinting straight at us. The rest also stopped what they’re doing and they held their weapons at the ready while they backed a few steps guarding from the other side. It was about halfway from our distance then it started to zigzag when it saw us.
“Another irregular sprinter.” I said to myself.
Lois unloaded a few rounds but it just grazed its shoulder because of the zigzagging. Lois and Kaley fired a few more but they stopped when I was in close proximity with it.
I drew my katana and waited for it as I get ready. I watched it intently and analyzed its movements.
“Hmm, it’s zigzagging but it makes a short pause when it slices to the other direction. This eliminates the first weakness that we discovered but it’s still not enough to pose a threat if this is the only thing it could do. The pattern is the same, it’s just like a metronome swinging.” I said to myself.
It abruptly swung its left hand towards me so I sliced its hand off.
*slice*
*plop*
It immediately clawed with the other hand but I sliced it off too.
*slice*
*plop*
“NyyahRRGG!!!” it shouted.
It screamed guttural sounds and I saw its mouth wide open with blood curdling inside. Its jaw unhinged from the scream it did then hit lunges his head towards me as it made a small jump forwards with speed.
*woosh*
I jumped back as well and we kept the same distance between us so I kicked its head upwards after its short jump. And when its neck is clearly visible when my kick hit it…
*slice*
I sliced horizontally and its head lopped off while it fell on its back.
“Why would they always use their hands first before their mouth? I’ve never seen one where they lunged head first. Well, there was one that went knee first… Hmm, well their hands would reach us first. I wonder what would happen if they scratch us if their hands are clean.” I said to myself.
*psshew*
*psshew*
I heard the AR-15 and two zombies approaching me from the side fell down. One of the two that fell down is wearing a military uniform so I approached it and my eyes lit up.
“A bonus reward huh?” I said to myself.
It has a 1911 pistol on his leg holster with two magazines at his belt. There’s also a magazine for an M16 filled with bullets but the rifle is not here. He also has a combat knife sheathed to a leather scabbard and there’s a flashlight and a radio on the other compartments. I looked at the boots and I untied it as well.
The other one was just a regular civilian but he’s wearing an expensive watch so I took it. I searched his pockets and I found a smartphone and his wallet. There’s a few paper bills and his IDs on his wallet.
I took it all and went back to the group.
They saw what I was carrying and their eyes lit up.
A few of the guys started on hauling the food items on the truck again while a few guards our perimeter.
“You hound, you found more?!” Oscar shouted.
“Why do you keep on taking their boots!” Jared exclaimed.
“Hah! I was just lucky. Kaley was the one who shot the guy though. We’ll add all of this to my armory. Of course, I’ll take the boots as always! Who here is a size 11?” I replied.
“Whoa there kid, what about my share?! Did you just say your armory?” Oscar exclaimed.
“Why? I found them at the academy while you’re here trying to hold your shit together. Why would this interest you? You have a lot more than mine.” I said nonchalantly.
“Here we go.” Jared said at the side.
“But you told me to stay guard here! I could’ve gotten those myself!” Oscar bellowed
“Exactly. But I did.” I replied with a grin.
“…!” he was shocked beyond measure. He pieced the puzzle together and he understood.
“HAHAHAHAHA!!!” I laughed my heart out.
“You little…! At least give me those shotguns!” he grinds his teeth.
“Don’t worry, it will just be in my armory. We share everything we have as always yeah?” I said.
“Wait if you two share your guns, why does it matter if where it is on?” Kaley asked.
“It matters!” Matthew chimed in.
“I don’t get it.” Kaley said.
“It does!” Oscar added.
“Hmmm, it’s a guy thing I guess. When I won the camper from your dad that would also mean that all the guns and weapons there are mine. Al-” I tried to add but I was interrupted.
“Whoa! The deal was the camper! Not everything else in it!” Matthew bellowed.
“Oh boy.” My uncle said.