42 Po-Po Wants to Mess with the Big D Squad (1/2)

”Uh... guys... What should I do? Should I stop?” Alex didn't know what to do so he kept his foot on the pedal.”

As law-abiding citizens, Jay instinctively told Alex to stop. However, he wasn't getting a good feeling about this.

Were they speeding or driving dangerously? No. Did they have an expired license plate? Nah, just got it renewed earlier this year. But hey, wait for a second, even if they were, they are in a f*cking apocalypse right now! What did the police expect them to do? Still follow the street lights, stop signs and speed limits when there were literally zombies chasing after them and trying to kill them?

”Maybe they wanted to give us a hand, or guide us to the nearest shelter...” Christian tried to be optimistic about it. However, as they stopped, a police cruiser parked right behind their pickup truck, while another one parked right in front of it. Then, from the windows and the rearview mirrors, they saw six cops coming out, hands on their holster, approaching them with smug smiles on their face.

The squad immediately had the gut feeling that these cops weren't there to help them, but they were still hesitating whether they should make a run for it or simply retaliate since the authoritative image of cops had already been ingrained in their mind since they were young.

Now, all they had been thinking was what kind of excuse they were going to use to either unrightfully take their weapons, ammunition, and supplies, or deprive them of their freedom and use them as free labor. Or both.

Well, actually, it wasn't a surprise to them too that the officers didn't bother to make any excuses.

”Get out of the car, right now.”

”Officer, what's wrong?”

Ka-ka. The officers cocked their shotguns and pistols.

One of the officers said, ”I'm going to need you all to step out of the vehicle. You guys will be following us back to the station, understand? We need to get you guys tested to see if you are in the clear for the zombie virus and transfer you to the refugee camp.”

Then, the officers proceeded to break the group into two cruisers to escort back to the station, while an officer drove their pickup truck back.

The squad was all confused, but they still followed the police to their station across the street of the Miami Trail Range, trying their best to avoid a conflict.

After driving into the station, Jay could already tell that something was off. There were many other people, but they were all behind bars for some reason.

”Here, sit down, roll your sleeve up, we will be taking your blood for a test, and meanwhile, you will be staying in a cell with your buddies while we wait for your result,” a cop said.

After all four of them did the blood test, they were escorted to a cell.

”Officer, how long is the wait? We still have to get back home to our parents,” Elon asked the cop that was locking the door behind them, but there was no reply.