The End Of Life Chapter 143
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"You both take the one on the left while the girls will take the one on the right." Both of them heard Ray from the living room as he noticed them stop. Both of them nodded and made their way inside the room. It was a plain room. Mark noticed there weren't any stuff of the old owners inside.
Keeping their bags on the side, Kevin jumped on the bed while Mark went into the washroom and splashed some water on his face. He exhaled in relief and looked at his face in the mirror. He looked roughed up and wasn't as delicate and pale as before.
Wiping his face with a towel he found, he came back into the bedroom and noticed Kevin looking at the bullets inside their bag. There were 2 Desert eagles, 2 Beretta 97s, 3 Glock 17s, and then 2 Ak 47s. Mark opened his bag and passed over the bullets he got from the cam to Kevin.
He then took out the two Berettas he used and switched them with the Desert Eagles. There were only 4 people in the group in which only 3 people used guns. David still uses the Glock, Mark first gave him while Kevin has an Ak 47. Now they had an extra of 2 Berettas, 2 Glocks, and an AK.
Kevin laid all of them out and both of them looked at each other before taking out a smaller bag from inside. Kevin walked outside while Mark opened the bag and saw all the tools they needed for maintenance, like cleaning rods, brushes, chemicals, etc. Kevin came back with David's Glock in his hand and both of them got to work.
They learned all the important stuff like gun maintenance when they learned how to use a gun itself. Without regular maintenance, they wouldn't work properly because of the gunpowder residue in them and could misfire. Now that they have time, they could slowly get their work done and it could be done within a few hours. The guns they frequently use needed a deeper cleaning because of how much they fire.
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As they continued to clean, they heard a knock on the door and Kevin asked them to come in without lifting his head. Suzie looked inside and saw them doing maintenance and aid, "Lunch is ready."
Mark nodded and said while getting up, "Alright, let's leave this here and have some lunch." and went into the washroom to clean his hands. Both of them made their way towards the dining room and noticed all of them already seated. Lunch was a simple lasagna with the limited ingredients they had.
They sat down and happily ate lunch. After lunch, all of them returned to their rooms to have a nap. Kevin and Mark continued to clean the guns they laid out on the bed. After an hour, they finally completed cleaning all the guns. They placed all of them back in the bags and then went to the washroom.
Coming back, they finally had a good look at the disaster they made. The bedsheets changed color because of the cleaning session. Looking at each other, they wryly smiled before removing the sheet and looking inside the cupboards in the room for another. After finding one, they laid it out neatly before Kevin jumped on the bed and exhaled in relief.
"Phew, that took us longer than expected. Cleaning those guns is really tiring." Making Mark nod.
But like Kevin he didn't jump on the bed to sleep, instead, he went to his bag and took out the map Steve gave him. He took out a pen along with it and made his way out of the room, into the living room once again.
Sitting on the couch and spreading the map on the coffee table, he closed his eyes to remember the map inside Donald's office. He opened his eyes and circled a few locations before closing them again.
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He continued like that till he pointed out all the spots. Looking at the circled locations he smiled. Most of these locations were very secretive. The government didn't want the people to know about the places where they produce weaponry.
He then moved a particular map in front of him. It was the Tambo hills, the place they wanted to go next after wiping out the base. The nearest factory to the mountain was only a few kilometers away, which wouldn't take them even 6 hours to reach.
'After setting up a base on Tambo hills, we need to check this out quickly. This would make our lives a lot easier and can also act as a bargaining chip in dire situations. So getting there before anyone is important.'
He then pointed at a water body on the hills and thought, 'The dam. It provides most of the electricity to the surrounding villages. If we need electricity there, we would need to get this thing working again. The power it generates should be enough for our base and also the factory. If we monopolize this, things will go even smoother.'
Mark wanted a comfortable life. His last wasn't something he wanted to remember. This situation is perfect for him. With zombies everywhere, he wouldn't need to think about the past and could only bother to continue living like how he promised to his deceased mother.
Folding the map and keeping it back into his pockets, he stood up and made his way back to his room. Looking at his snoring friend, he sighed and slept beside him. Even though his body was fine, his mental state wasn't the best it could be.
He woke up after 3 hours and noticed it was already 6 in the evening. He looked to the side and saw Kevin still sleeping. Not disturbing him, he slowly stood up and went to the living room. He saw David and Suzie talking and made his way.
"Did you have a nice sleep?" Asked David when he noticed Mark. Mark nodded and sat beside him.
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