The End Of Life Chapter 162
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The strategy meeting didn't take them too long and by 11 they all got out of the room. Mark turned to Steve and asked them to meet them near the entrance by 12. The military group left to get ready, and they made their way down to a temporary room in the same building. It was a simple room with a table and chairs like the one before.
All of them sat on a chair and kept quiet. Until Mark took out the Glock and bullets for Suzie. Pushing them towards her across the table, he said, "Use it for today. Denton also got a power-up, and it is awfully similar to yours. I think we should stick to our original plan of not showing it to anyone else. At Least until more people have mutated. So don't use them until you are in danger or you feel it is necessary."
Suzie nodded before taking the gun into her hand. Mark taught her the basics before and so she knew how to shoot but was far from being good at it.
As the clock was 10 minutes away from 12, all of them stood up and made their way down. Mark and Kevin got into the Jeep while the rest were waiting for the military Jeep. Kevin knew the city streets better than Mark and so took the wheel.
The military Jeep didn't keep them waiting for long as it rolled by with Steve behind the wheel. David, Suzie, and the teenagers got inside the Jeep and after Steve and Mark shared a nod they drove off.
Both of them slowly drove in the streets as their destination was near. They stopped and parked the Jeep inside a building that was a few apartments away from the outpost. They could see the barricades in the distance, which had many zombie bodies. There was black blood everywhere, as it seemed like they just held off a zombie attack. There were only 7 gunmen near the barricade and all of them looked exhausted.
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"Man, it's only noon, and we already faced 2 zombie attacks. It seems like it's more hectic today." Said one man. Mark could hear it clearly, even if they were a block away from them.
'We came a bit late. The correct time would have been when they were being attacked, but now it's already over. Well, it's better than them being completely alert. All of them seem exhausted. The sewer hole we need to enter is a bit further up. We need to go through the buildings.'
"Alright, it seems like they were just attacked and all of them seem exhausted. It isn't the idlest situation for us, but also not the worst. Let's try to move up through the building until the sewer hole. It should be in the next alleyway. Two apartments away from here." He whispered to Kevin.
Kevin nodded, and they slowly climbed up from the underground parking plot into the hallway of the ground floor. Going to the nearest window, Mark noticed the next building was relatively close and jumped out of the window. He climbed over the wall and waited for Kevin. They slowly opened the window and got inside.
They continued similarly across another building until they stopped in the alleyway they needed. Mark walked to the end and peeked outside. He saw the armed men were still lazing around, exhausted. Walking back inside, they went to the sewer hole.
"From this sewer hole, it is straight into the school street. Then we need to switch into another sewer hole to get in." And took out the lid.
They were hit with a stink they couldn't bear and so took out the masks Steve gave both of them. Feeling a bit better, both of them got inside. Keeping the lid back inside, they lit the torchlight and slowly made their way. Mark could see a lot of dead animals as they walked.
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'Seems like not all animals could sustain their life.'
The only drawback of their plan was they didn't have a way to communicate. Mark could not know if the other party started their attack or not. If they did, how was their situation? These all things would remain a question until they reach the enemy base. Based on the amount of panic the people have, they can guess the amount of damage the other team dealt.
They slowly made their way across and finally reached the sewer hole they needed to exit. Mark did not open the hole and instead asked Kevin to be quiet. The whole sewer was completely silent. Mark was trying to figure out if there were people above.
After a minute of silence, he slowly lifted the lid and peeked outside. He could see vehicles in the far end of the streets going away in the opposite direction in a hurry. Opening the lid completely, both of them quickly got out and closed the lid. Mark knew this street. It was the same street he used to enter when he came for Suzie.
They walked towards the next sewer hole near the wall and jumped right in. Walking the short distance, they were now inside the compound wall of the school. Mark once again slowly opened the lid. This time he suddenly heard footsteps and turned around. He could see a gangster with a gun looking at them.
The gangster was about to raise the gun and shout, but go shot instead. Mark didn't give him a chance. Looking around once again, Mark got out and closed the lid once Kevin did too. Both of them had the guns in their hands, looking around for more men.
"Get in the vehicles and go idiots. The post near the high raises is being attacked. Go and give back up. The military dogs dare to attack us in broad daylight. Go and kill." Both of them could hear orders from inside the vehicle and people running around.
"Seems like they are doing a wonderful job." Said Kevin.
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