YM778.TV Chapter 369
The gymnasium was packed beyond capacity and it was burning as if a god of fire said ‘F.U.C.K THAT SPECIFIC BUILDING!!!’ and ignited everything inside. If the people inside wouldn’t die from being burned alive, they would die from inhaling the toxic fumes.
If they were lucky, they would’ve passed out just from the pain and trauma they experienced the first few seconds. If that ever happened, they would just die later instead of suffering the agony of being burned alive. However, it didn’t take long for the conscious ones to try and push their way outside the entrance, trampling the weaker ones beneath their feet.
The ones outside could say that they were the luckiest because they weren’t the first ones to arrive. The people that managed to run outside were still burning and the ones outside took very drastic measures. The ones running outside were crying for help but the others have a different idea of ‘helping’ them.
They started shooting at their own people.
To be honest, shooting someone dead could be the most merciful thing you could do for someone that got burned. It would take a lot of time and medication just for an individual to recover from almost burning to a crisp. Even changing the bandages every day would be difficult for the one that suffered and a mild burn would take a couple of weeks to heal. How much more could a severe burn take?
In the end times, who would have the time to take care of a few hundred burn victims especially where resources were f.u.c.k.i.n.g scarce?
The ones outside were in the highway emptying their guns and the noise they were making was attracting the undead. Even the ones I attracted from shooting my Barrett turned around to face in their direction and started moving. Glass windows were also broken and biters came falling down just to follow the direction of the noise.
The idiots finally discovered the predicament they were in and they were now about to discover the meaning of despair. The ones with the vehicles left the ones on foot and they started to drive in different directions. A few managed to grab onto the vehicles and the unlucky ones were run over or dragged in the pavement.
However, all the other pathways were blocked by the rest of my people, even the rivers. It only took a few minutes before we heard distant gunshots from where the rest of my team were hunkered down. Jared and I were part of the people blocking the bridge from the river we drove in because the hospital we were in was right near the main road.
I switched guns and we fired at the ones incoming towards us without hesitation. After we were done on our side, vehicles and bodies riddled with bullet holes were the only things in front of us.
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*bzzt*
“L. Gonzales Road Clear.”
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“Bocaue Bridge Clear.”
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“Area AH26 and AH27 Clear.”
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“Sta. Maria River Clear.”
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“Marilao River Clear.”
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“Roger. Wait for a while and clear all the threats. There’s still a lot of them inside our encirclement. We’ll slowly tighten it every few minutes. Leave none alive and take anything of value.”
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“How about the ones inside the church, kid? Seen any of them come out yet?”
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“That’s something we wouldn’t worry about. I’m sure the ones that came inside were all dead.”
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“What?”
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“Trust me, they would’ve done something already Allan, you guys in position?”
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“Ready dude. Bing?”
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“We’re ready too. Just gonna drive straight, right?”
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“Yeah.”
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There was still a huge number of them trying to run and escape on foot. They were still close to a couple hundred and they were running in different directions. Most of them were on the highway and they seemed to have lost faith because they were also killing their ‘chosen’ brethren. They still seemed to have a lot of ammo because they still haven’t stopped firing round after round. Their large front was gaining ground and they were starting to make a small perimeter for the ones who hold their ground instead of running away.
However, another plan was already in motion in case of something like that happening.
Project Roadkill.
From our side, three armored vans were slowly speeding up a few meters away. We acquired quite a few of them but we only managed to modify two by adding a modified bull bar and installing steel plates for tire protection. The first one was the one we acquired way earlier and Allan was the one driving it. The rest of the armored vans were still back home, waiting to get pimped.
The group which was near us by the bridge gave way as the three zoomed inside, mowing down anything that crossed their path.
The highway was still full of armed cult members but when the armored vans arrived, they learned how to fly briefly. Jared and I heard the dull thuds of bodies getting hit by the vehicles and the following plops when they hit the pavement.
Live footage from a nearby drone managed to capture the exact moment when a few dozen bodies flew in the air like bowling pins. However, that was only from the first armored van hitting them. The two armored vans following from behind were there to run them over and finish what the first one started.
Dead or alive, anything the armored vans made contact with was mangled to pieces. I could only imagine the crunching sound their bones would make when they made contact. The ones that were on the pavement were treated as speedbumps but the drivers never slowed down.
A few lucky ones were able to dodge in time and they managed to fire a few rounds in. However, despite their best efforts, all they managed to accomplish was waste more bullets.
Looking back at the gymnasium, it was still on fire and a few charred individuals have managed to walk a few steps outside. The smoke coming from the gymnasium was still black and the ones that were stuck inside were probably more than well done. The fire was still blazing at it didn’t take long before the roof collapsed and fell on the burning people below.
Our large encirclement began to get smaller and smaller as we piled bodies of both the cult members and the dead on the pavement. We even brought out a few dump trucks to place their bodies inside so we would be able to place them near the gymnasium to be burned together. Fire trucks were also at the ready in case the fire from the gymnasium went out of control.
With the soldiers from my place, the two DDR Camps, and careful planning, we managed to take down a huge number of people that would pose a huge threat if left alone. It took a few hours of checking the remaining buildings in case of some of them hiding and just waiting for the right opportunity to escape or take revenge.
The amount of equipment we would be taking off their hands was secondary because our main goal was to erase their group from existence. If they believed in eternal life or life after death, they better make sure they do not reincarnate in the same plane of existence.
I would still hunt them down if they repeated what they were doing.
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*bzzt*
“You two okay there?”
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I heard Matthew’s voice.
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“Yeah. You guys done with the radio station?”
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“That radio station was not as you expected it to be.”
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“Hmm? Why?”
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“Only two people were inside kid. I was f.u.c.k.i.n.g ready to raise hell then Tatiana easily took care of them with a knife.”
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“Isn’t that for the better? Drive over here and pick us up.”
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“Sure, where are we headed next?”
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“Let’s all converge in the church. That’s the last place we haven’t checked yet.”
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“Sure. I think Oscar is already there by the entrance. They’re clearing the ones on uh… display.”
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“I see. We’ll wait for you here.”
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To make sure that none got past us earlier, Jared stood guard at the roof while I was nonstop barking orders for everyone. Matthew was with Kaley and the rest of my group and they came with Marvin’s group to raid the radio station. They were more than a dozen and it was f.u.c.k.i.n.g overkill to send that many people just to take care of two people.
We basically cleared a small barangay with almost a thousand of sc.u.m and the undead we killed along the way was just a bonus.
There were still the groups stationed on various points just to make sure no one managed to slip out.
When a HUMVEE and a couple of Raptors came, Jared and I went down. Jared boarded the Raptor where Lois was while I boarded the HUMVEE where Kaley was, together with Tatiana and Matthew.
Kaley gave me a hug the moment I came inside and she didn’t even care if I was covered in dust. Tatiana gave me a smile while Matthew was focused on the road. I laid the Barrett to the side while Kaley handed me a towel.
“Thank you.” I replied but she was holding a towel of her own, already wiping my face.
I thought Matthew would give me a cold stare but he didn’t.
“Nice shooting kid.” Matthew commented.
“Nice? You call that nice? Hah!” I chuckled.
The two of us started a back and forth but we were shut up by Kaley attacking both of us. We finally reached the church after a few minutes but the atmosphere was different. I thought he would be wearing a celebratory expression after a successful mission but he wasn’t.
We saw Oscar outside with a few people but he was wearing a solemn expression.
“What’s wrong, old man?” I asked him.
“Come with me.” Oscar rested his shotgun on his shoulders.
We all grew curious and we followed him towards the church. Bodies and parts were still strewn about and the rest of the people that came with him were still in the process of cleaning them all up. However, it seemed that they were all avoiding to head inside the church.
The door was partially ajar but the atmosphere turned different for the worse.
We just saw the ‘choir’ we were barely hearing earlier.