YM778.TV Chapter 550
I was now the one leaning on the side of Kaley’s body and I wrapped my arm and my leg around her before giving her a kiss. At the same time, I managed to make her use my left arm as her pillow, with my hand slowly snaking to wrap around her as well. Her face slowly formed this shade of red as she slowly guided my right hand somewhere warm.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE US UP!!!”
“I TRIED BUT HE KEPT ON BEATING ME ON THE GAME!!!”
“ALL THE MORE REASON TO WAKE ME UP!!!”
“TOO LATE~ I’M GONNA BE HONEST I WANTED TO GET FILLED MORE~ HAVING MORE PEOPLE MEANT LESS TIME OF HIS D.I.C.K GOING IN AN OUT OF- HEY!!! THEY’RE AT IT AGAIN!!!”
“WHA-”
“I’M NEXT!!! YOU HAVE TO F.U.C.K ME TO GET AHEAD!!!”
“TATIANA!!!”
“ME TOO!”
“CYNTHIA?! I-I’M NEXT TOO~!!!”
In the end, we decided to have a little quick session with everybody and the two that joined late had to join Kaley and me in the shower with Tatiana. However, it was impossible to do nothing amidst showering with everybody because four n.a.k.e.d beauties were purposefully grinding against me.
It took us a while before ‘finishing’ inside the shower but we soon joined everyone for lunch.
Looking at the people present, I discovered that Stefan and Petrov were pulled out by Oscar to head to Malabon while Marina was tasked to watch the people we have on probation. Their purpose for heading to Malabon was to fill at least a few dozen dump trucks with deadheads to be cleared so as to lessen the chances of more specials and irregulars popping up.
It was the most straightforward solution in dealing with them and another reason was that Oscar didn’t get his fill from yesterday.
“When did they leave?” I asked.
Lois yawned as he tilted his head, “Around 9? We’re gonna follow after them, right?”
“Yeah, as soon as we’re done eating. Did you just wake up?”
Lois nodded, “Hmm.”
Chris interjected, “Can I still come with you? It’s fine even if I just drive the drone around!”
“Yeah, you do that so I could bag some more with my 10/22,” Lois replied for me.
It didn’t take long before we head out but this time, Cynthia decided to come. At the same time, we picked up Cyrill who was in Rincon and we used a different route to get to Malabon. We used the main highway after the soldiers guarding the border of Rincon let us through, but we went back on using the backroads to get to the barangay of Pinalagad.
Pinalagad didn’t have a lot going on in terms of places that could be filled with various resources except for the rope wire factory and the plastic factory isolating it from the other barangays close to it. It had a few smaller stores run by families but most of the structures in this barangay were mostly just houses.
However, those houses themselves housed a lot of working families and squatters, resulting in this barangay having double the population compared to the barangays next to it.
We parked by a small house and my team created a small perimeter. Chris flew his drone overhead while Lois begrudgingly followed, giving us a general idea of its current status. The place was crawling with the dead but most of them were heading to the water, getting attracted by the noise coming from Rincon.
“I thought we’re going to Malabon?” Cyrill asked.
I replied, “We will, we just have to take care of this pocket.”
“Pocket?”
“The guys over at Rincon tried to lure the dead over to them by training their soldiers at the same time and as you could see- I mean, hear… the sound is reaching to this place because of the way the Polo River created a water pocket between the two barangays, having nothing to block the sound even by a bit. Looking at it from above, it’s like some sort of yin yang made with water and land.”
“Huh? You lost me. There are two pockets now?”
I pulled up our map and pointed, “Here, look.”
“Ohh… unless they jump wade in the water, the only entrance or exit is through the road we took, creating a pocket of sorts with the large factories…”
“Yeah. After we’re done with this place, we’ll block it off so at least we’d have this place cleared even if no one is guarding it.”
We began our advance while our drones were tens of feet away from us, acting as early warning devices.
On the first corner, we took down a small cl.u.s.ter of the dead that was rolled over by a small truck. Their guts and what was left of their limbs were spread on the road like marmite with chunky bits, and they were slowly baking in the sun, having the surface of their skin dried up with a few insects nesting inside them.
A simple stab in the head was enough to make them stop their ashy faces from moving an inch.
‘They should’ve moisturized…’
Advancing forward, we heard jalousies cracking as we passed by a small house with a dilapidated garden. Turns out, a few deadheads were trapped inside and they have started chewing on the windows to try and have their stomachs filled with anything. Their bodies were all chewed up but their mouths as of this moment were torn and cut up due to the glass shards protruding from them.
Cynthia helped me with stabbing them with her rapier and it was a while since I’ve seen it stained with blood. She would always accompany Rin in the compound but she never let up in training with it. It was the perfect weapon for stabbing through their heads from a short distance.
“You okay going out?”
“Hmm? I’m tougher than I look! What do you mean~?!” Cynthia playfully glared at me.
“Okay~ Just checking~”
At the same exact moment, our drone from the 9 o’clock position wavered and almost fell down. It stabilized after a few short moments but we could hear Cyrill and Lois going back and forth. We just shook our heads in amus.e.m.e.nt as we would sometimes be surprised by a drone flying like a bee.
We advance forwards with little to no shots being fired. We kept a firm grip with our handhelds and the only time we fired a shot was when we tried aiming for the ones in the water.
After a couple of hours plus change, we have easily cleared this area because most of them were wading under the water. Furthermore, most of the houses were either broken into or dilapidated so we didn’t spend too much time checking each house for loot. However, the essential items that were in plain view had definitely landed in our packs.
Canned goods, OTC meds, simple first-aid kits, and fresh cleaning products found their new home even if all of them combined only filled a portion of our bags. Regarding weaponry, a few stained and/or rusted machetes, knives, sledgehammers, crowbars, shovels, and clubs were present but we didn’t bother taking most of them.
Leaving the area, we made use of four SUVs to block the entrance so the dead wouldn’t wander in this area unless they were ferals that could easily vault over the obstacles. Aside from that, I made sure to place a relay in one of the smaller cell towers for homes and as soon as I received the proper signal, we drove straight to Malabon.
‘Never heard from her that much…’
It took us a while to reach Malabon but it didn’t take long to see Oscar running amok.
The motherf.u.c.ker actually brought his SAW or his M249 and was gunning down everything that moved. Despite that, his aim was still deathly accurate even if he was attempting a drive-by that involved the whole f.u.c.k.i.n.g area from start to end.
The soldiers behind him could only let out a bitter smile as they picked up after him because it seemed like they haven’t fired a single shot. The sad part was looking at Stefan because he was manning Oscar’s XM556 but he was wearing a blank face all throughout the drive-by.
‘Nothing worse than never getting the chance to get wild, heh.’
Nevertheless, the whole area was getting cleared at an incredible pace and from what we discovered, he gunned down several herds that he caused himself. Petrov was the one driving his SUV and loud country music was blasting, attracting anything within a small radius.
As soon as another herd popped up, “RAT-TATAT! MADAFAKAA~!!!”
‘I think it’s safe to go to the cemetery… the f.u.c.k he ate this morning?’