YM778.TV Chapter 386
I carefully tried to remove myself from them so I could let them sleep a bit more but Kaley turned around and faced me while half-asleep.
Kaley’s eyes were slightly open but the first thing she did was remove Cynthia’s arm on my shoulder. I faintly smiled because she was slightly pouting as she placed her arm over me. Her eyebrows were scrunched so I wrapped my left arm under her neck while I wrapped my right arm on her h.i.p.s. I pulled her closer to me and I gave her a kiss.
Kaley nestled her right arm under my left shoulder so she could embrace me fully.
“You’re up a little early…” Kaley whispered.
“Yeah… I still need to pick the guns we would trade because we just cleaned them yesterday…” I replied in a whisper.
“You could ask me to help you… right?”
“Well… you did a lot for me yesterday… I want you to sleep a little more…”
“I did? *chuckle* I think ‘you’ did a lot…”
“Well, who orchestrated it? Hmm?”
“Hmm… you didn’t have to do all of us… you could even… y-you know… once and we wouldn’t mind…”
“With you there? You know I- What are you-”
“I’ll help you with the guns… just help me with ‘your’ gun… okay?”
“They might wake up you know…”
“Then they could watch us…”
“I mean I don’t want to be too tired when-”
“Let me rephrase… they could only watch us and do nothing about it…”
Kaley and I were on our sides embracing each other but she lifted her leg and placed it over mine. After that, she started to stroke me after spitting on her hand. She wanted to steal another moment for us so I f.u.c.k.i.e.d her sideways very slowly so the others wouldn’t wake up.
We were controlling our breathing and movements even if our brains were telling us to just f.u.c.k.i.n.g go for it. However, the added excitement from not wanting others to wake up while getting held on the brink made the two of us c.u.m hard. She still made me c.u.m inside her and the two of us silently went to the shower and got dressed up.
The three were still fast asleep even if Kaley and I started to organize the guns.
However, after 30 minutes, their alarms went off. Rin turned all of the alarms off and she saw Kaley and me in the armory. She was rubbing her eyes for a few moments before she started to wake up Tatiana and Cynthia.
Looking back at the assorted guns inside my armory, it was still a lot even if a good portion of them were not recovered because they were all burned in the gymnasium I set on fire. I obviously decided to only include a few dozen guns that were in pristine condition from the moment we acquired them or due to the parts being switched out.
Most of the guns we would be trading have a degree of wear in them and even the magazines I placed were the same.
“Would we give them extra magazines?” Kaley asked.
“Nope. They’d have to pay extra for that. Maybe a couple on some of them but even Oscar was against the idea.” I replied.
“How about ammo?” Tatiana approached us, groggy.
“Just what the magazine could carry but we’ll give them a few hundred rounds.” I looked back at her.
“Really? We will?” Kaley asked.
“Most of them will be steel-cased though.” I replied.
“The harder ones? Why?” Rin chimed in.
“The ones we reloaded last time that are steel-cased are at the end of their lifespan. They’re at their third time already so even if we collected them all, it would be a bad idea to reload them. Well, unless you want to turn your gun into a grenade. Our brass casings are very malleable so we could reload them for a few more times unless cracks or significant damage appeared. It creates a better seal too and…” I explained a few more things.
“I remember dad saying not to use those because it’s bad.” Kaley added.
“Why?” Cynthia came in, rubbing her eyes.
“Dad said it isn’t as accurate because it’s really cheap.” Kaley replied.
“Really?” Rin asked.
“Not exactly. It was just not made with the same standards as brass does. There are a few companies who made high-quality steel casings but yeah, overall, brass-casings are better, but…” I trailed.
“But what?” they looked at me except for Tatiana.
“In some guns, running it with steel-cased cartridges is a better choice. A good example would be guns with aggressive extractors like an AK-74 or an FAL. I fired a few rounds from Oscar’s old FAL before and sometimes, the brass casings would get ripped up. So, there are some exceptions even if it’s the better one overall.” I explained.
I started to explain more things but they waved me down because having a discussion in the early morning was a bit too much. I finalized my list and we went down a few minutes before breakfast. We had spicy bacon and eggs eaten over fried rice with vegetables chopped to little pieces. It filled me with energy and I got my extra boost when I finished my coffee.
Several crates were now being loaded inside the trucks and it included medical supplies, crops, animal produce, duplicate equipment, luxury items, the guns for trade, and a few more items we could let go that the people from the Intercity requested if we have on hand.
We didn’t load everything we could because we decided to test the waters first. In the bag that I packed, a few luxury items were inside like expensive wristwatches, jewelry, XXX magazines, other materials ‘for academic purposes’, and drugs.
The magazines are for the people that were a little old-school and I figured that using drugs as trade items instead of simply disposing of them would be the better choice. Not only I could add people to the list I should be looking out for, but the trade value of illegal drugs was also sky-high to the right, miserable junkie. Not only that, but it was also safe to assume that drugs weren’t being anymore as far as this country was concerned. I figured I could get ahold of something more valuable to me if I placed little feelers out.
Aside from that, the reason I’m bringing jewelry and other expensive items that don’t have value anymore for a normal person was just a little hail mary or a little bait to see if anyone would bite it. If someone did bite it, it could mean that the person was an idiot or they have a lot of supplies to trade for it.
It took them a couple of hours to get everything ready while I instructed the other groups on what to do this day. Johnny and Matthew would be holding the fort while Oscar and I would drive to the Intercity with a few vehicles. Since the Raptors and Tatiana’s HUMVEE were getting small upgrades, we drove outside with Oscar’s SUV, a couple of military jeeps from the DDR Camp, a cargo truck, and our 8-wheeler with a new windshield.
I was driving Oscar’s SUV and Oscar was riding shotgun. Kaley, Tatiana, and Mikhail were at the back with a few boxes of we separated from the trucks. I would occasionally hear suppressed gunshots but I looked at Oscar and he was in deep thought.
“Hmm…” he was palming his Remington 870 while looking through the glass window.
“Anything on your mind, old man?” I asked.
“Kid, if we wanted to, we could have everything inside the Intercity.” Oscar said.
“What?” Kaley heard Oscar.
“I said if we wanted to, we could have everything inside the Intercity.” Oscar repeated himself.
“We could if we really wanted to.” I thought to myself.
“I heard you but what I mean was… how?” Kaley replied.
“Kid, you know what I’m getting at, right?” Oscar tapped me.
I felt their stares at the back of my head and I sighed heavily.
“Theoretically, yes. We could really have it all if we wanted to.” I replied.
“Okay, how do you plan to do that? You two aren’t obviously thinking about the violent route, right?” Kaley said, half-doubting.
“Obviously not, we don’t just kill people unless we really have to. What we’re thinking is let’s just say a little~ last resort if you will.” Oscar chuckled.
“Blood wouldn’t be spilled too.” I added, smiling.
It took them a few moments of looking at us like Oscar and I were idiots but Kaley figured out where we were getting at.
“The soldiers… you’re gonna use the soldiers if need be… but…” Kaley muttered.
“Bingo!” Oscar exclaimed.
“Could you elaborate on this?” Tatiana chimed.
“How is that non-violent?” Mikhail added as well.
“The only reason the Intercity is still standing is because of the scattered soldiers from the DDR Camps that converged to that place. If the soldiers there leave for some reason, that place is done because most of the guns they have all belong to the soldiers. Even if they learned how to use them a gun in a soldier is much useful compared to a civilian.” I explained.
“And why would they leave? What’s the reason?” Mikhail asked.
“For starters, our place is much f.u.c.k.i.n.g better than that Intercity. No offense, that place is literally just a huge storage area for rice.” Oscar replied.
“Oh! So we could make them join us instead to force the hand of the owners there, right?” Mikhail asked.
“Yeah, something like that. We’ll just use that as a deterrent though. I’m looking for a fair trade, if they start to get really~ stupid and really~ greedy, they would be in for a f.u.c.k.i.n.g treat.” I chuckled.