Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Out of all the things we'd see from this place—though I've heard of this thing before hidden around these parts—we stumbled upon an illegal abortion clinic AND a prostitution den like a two-for-one deal hidden behind a place that makes processed foods like hotdogs, bologna, etc.

I would've understood the dried blood all around but why the fuck was there more in the smallest sector in this whole fucking warehouse?!

It was like these fucks decided to hole up from the time it hit since the amount of food here could've lasted them years but something definitely went wrong somewhere aside from the hundred or so pounds of rotten food that thawed the moment the power went out.

'But the door to this food section should've been secure too aside from that area if they holed up in here…'

Brownie couldn't believe the shit we were seeing as he said, "You guys seeing this shit, right?! What the fuck?! Eughh— The smell! Worse than pits and ass!"

I rolled my eyes, "I dunno what kind of ass and pit you're smelling but it's been— Ugh… Fuck it, I can't even joke about this shit… The ventilation's fucked up—we need to have someone to bring a porta-genny here… Make sure the fucking masks stay on even if it barely helps."

"Fuck it, I'll put five in my mouth if I could—"

"That just sounds wrong—"

"What—"

Then June's voice echoed from our earpieces:

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[You guys okay there?! J-Just give us a signal, alright?! Don't turn off your radios!]

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"Of course, of course— We'll bolt the moment we feel something wrong. We already used the RC cars to scan around, something should've reacted to it."

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[Do you want us to send more people? Kuzma wants to come with you—]

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"If you send more people, we'd have to fight anything that pops out in here, space is too cramped and I doubt there's a hidden maze here unless there is. That's why it's called hidden, no?" ŕаƝó฿Ëṥ

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[You— don't even joke about that stuff! I'm— We're worried!]

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[We'll be fine don't worry, I'll drag his ass out if he does something stupid.]

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"If anything, we should be luring it out and then fighting it in the open. Whatever the fuck spawned all those babies."

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Lee cut in, "Speaking of that, where's the mother or mothers? It's just a carpet of meat paste here… Should we go in? We checked this freezer room long enough…"

I turned to her and gave her a proud look, "Nice analogy but the dead don't produce milk anymore, right?"

"And?"

"I mean, their decay had slowed dramatically but sooner or later, some of them would turn to goop, right? Then…"

"You mean—"

"Yep. If the mothers could eat their babies why not the other way around— It's not like they can't suck the goop from the bones—"

"Ugh… Fuck, I'm gonna be sick…"

Brownie added, "Wait— How could they have fit in all those m-meat in such small bodies?"

Tatiana answered for me, "Have you seen their stomachs ripped open? While some of them still had the umbilical cords on 'em, it was just an endless supply of human sludge if they couldn't digest it. We've seen this type of thing before but not in babies… an endless loop you'd hate to see…"

"Well, there goes my lunch…"

But yeah, as we took a closer look at the meat carpet, it didn't take long before we discovered that it was more like a meat mattress. It was because once I tried to flip a piece over by pushing my knife in, I didn't even get to the bottom of the floor as my knife kept sinking right up to my fingers, making me pull back in disgust.

"Whelp— I guess that's my fucking lunch too— No pudding for a while…"

"What in the actual— How deep is that floor?!" Brownie exclaimed.

I shook my head as I pulled out my katana, "Good thing we haven't entered it yet…"

In any case, as I pushed my katana down the meat mattress, it soon became apparent that it was more like three mattresses on top of each other as I hit the floor and felt some odd bones here and there.

The feeling was fucking worse than touching rice that had gone bad in the pot or touching the gunk that was stuck on the drain of the sink after washing the dishes.

But yeah, my OCD brain was already making me itch all over and this was the first of many buildings where the dead babies come from. However, I suddenly felt a tug on the tip of my blade still dipped in this triple-mattress combo and I had to put my foot by the door and grip tight with my hand so I wouldn't get pulled in.

Lee exclaimed, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

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"JUST SHOOT!"

"JUST LET GO!"

"I TOLD YOU TO SHOOT! FUCK— TATIANA! IT'S PULLING TO THE LEFT! AIM THERE!"

"YOUR ARM—"

"JUST SHOOT!"

Just to act upon my orders, Tatiana unloaded the full magazine tube of her Benelli M4 to the spot I pointed at because yeah, there's no fucking chance I'd let go of my blade even if it fucking kills me and yeah— I've never let go of it a single time in my life unless it was for a trick or I was willingly handing it over.

It's just that if Tatiana had taken a second more, I would've been pulled into the gunk as I felt the strain on my forearms and my legs. I would've been able to rip that shit up if I wasn't caught off-guard because right now, I only had a quarter of a brace and a single arm to pull against it.

But yeah, Tatiana probably hit the target since I was able to free my blade as I almost stumbled on my ass, and as soon as I regained my footing, a couple of pipe bombs were already being lit between my fingers because of the audacity of the bitch that tried to pry my blade off me.

"GRAB THIS YOU SON OF A BITCH—"

And right as I threw it inside the meat pit, I definitely saw the floor move but I wasn't able to see it emerge because everyone else had already taken cover—since the door to that place open from the inside—and Tatiana pulled me to the side right as the bombs exploded.

"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT—"

*BOOOOOOM*

And right on cue, everyone in our channel wanted to know what was going on but all four of us inside weren't responding as we already had our guns aimed at the entrance—waiting for anything to move. But yeah, there's no chance in hell I'd stir the pot with my blade again but we did call for another person to provide us a particular ingredient for the most fucked Mole I've ever seen.

It did come close to certain color schemes of the Mexican food but I doubt it'd taste good unless someone like Hannibal tasted it.

Bogdan ran in with a huge smile in his face, "Arson?"

I just nodded as I took the can of gas from his hands, "Arson."

Because yeah like in The Office, Season 7, Episode 19, Minute 14:45, I should've burned this place down then I had the fucking chance.

It was because as we were searching this building, Artem led his own team with Katya, Hooper, and Marina—and they had already found a dead baby "drowning" in an aquarium filled with dead lobsters. I would've loved to see things from their perspective but we'll get to that after taking the footage from their bodycams.

All we knew was that they found one and it was already in one of our coolers. I just didn't want to come back empty-handed though a son of a bitch did try to take something off my hands.

But Bogdan almost lost his shit when he saw Brownie and Lee holding fire extinguishers we found in the building, "W-What's that for?! I thought—"

I rolled my eyes, "Hold your horses, they're just good fire extinguishers, we had to put the fire out once it got bigger and bigger, right? Even one of the fire trucks is headed here."

"I thought the firewall was good? Can't it contain the fire just here?"

"I mean— We don't want to burn down the whole block. The fire truck is just for insurance, we just burn that particular room and block it off with these plywood and sheet metal from the side and let it you know… cook for a minute or so."

"Fuck it, I guess we still need the scraps from the other buildings."

"You call them scrap, I call them treasures."

"Yeah, yeah…"

With that said, after I let Bogdan create a controlled fire, we cooked whatever was inside it for a bit before we carefully removed the DIY door. And yeah, we already had the vents working by using a portable generator to give power to this building— and things went on as they should as we were left with a burnt patty the size of a small room.

'Now that thing's well done…'

But yeah, it didn't take long before I laid my eyes on the baby Artem had on their cooler, and as some sort of insurance, Artem ripped off its jaw and pulled out its tongue before putting it in. We don't know the actual reason why but even if it was still in the open, it didn't attract the dead like last time.

"So, it's really sound?"

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