Chapter 411 - Magazine Flick - Backup? (2/2)

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*bzzt*

”Eyes out because the road here isn't completely clear.”

*bzzt*

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They eventually arrived and they saw us taking a small break. Kaley was helping me go through the corpses near the bridge, taking all of their valuables on their person while Russel and Tatiana were making a pile so we could burn the ones we've cleared. Jared and Lawrence were still taking shots on the roamers up ahead while Cynthia volunteered to take Russel's place with reloading the magazines we've used.

They were already shocked by the pile we were going through but their jaws hit the ground when they looked further ahead.

”You guys are a little early. As usual, grab anything we could use, trade, or identify them with. Shoes, watches, belts, pieces of jewelry, mobile phones, wallets, IDs, bags, anything! Help Tatiana and Russel over there but don't go further in that street with the ruined construction equipment. Some of you go through those stores there as well and see what you could fit in your vehicles.” I said as I wiped my face with my shoulder.

”...” they were all unresponsive.

”What?” I looked at them, confused.

”Boss… can I ask something?” Mark raised his hand.

”Yeah?”

”Did you call us after that happened or before?”

”Why do you ask?”

”Because… it feels like you called us after it's all over… isn't facing that number dangerous? I thought we were the backup...”

”Well, I don't want to impose too much...”

”...”

”...”

”...”

”What?”

”Nothing… we'll get to work...”

”Great! Have a few people watch the other side of the bridge and that other street corner.”

”Yes, Boss...”

I was oblivious to their looks as I continued to go through each body.

Kaley and I managed to collect several packs of cigarettes with varying contents, lighters, matches, dried-out phones, several pieces of jewelry, and a few more things I mentioned for the others to collect. We even found food in some of the bags they were carrying and we made sure that they were sealed tight before we added it to our pile.

We found a good number of valuables from the dead but the excitement always gets high when a gun or two were to uncovered. I found a couple from a few dead police officers while Kaley found one from a civilian. However, like the firearms the others also found, they all needed deep cleaning. They were all soaking in the owner's muck for days on end and the silver lining was that they came with a few rounds of ammunition.

It took us several hours to clear everything up and we still haven't reached the helicopter. We encountered more undead in the process but we just breezed through them with our bolstered numbers. I replenished the bullets that they used from our stock and we were about to run out of buckshot and 9mms.

Mark's pickup was full of supplies so we asked them to drive back while leaving Marvin's group with us. Max was also there and he struck a conversation with Kaley when he saw her new LWRC AR-15. I could also see that Marvin and Ashley were now officially dating but like me before, I was letting Kaley hold the reigns for the most part.

I made sure that each of their scouting group would have a soldier or two from the DDR Camp assisting them but the leadership position would still belong to who I assigned it to. However, I would still be given reports and feedback not from the leader I assigned but the members as well. Doing that would give me a general idea if Marvin, Mark, Dong, and Jay were doing the job I assigned them justice.

”Sir, is that a helicopter?” Marvin asked.

”Yeah, from Channel 7.” I replied.

”That's from Channel 7? Isn't that from Quezon City?” Ashley chimed.

”Well, their main building is over there. We just heard them from a distance and they got swarmed and then they...” I started to tell the rest of the story.

We conversed for a moment before we drove further in.