Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Right from the fucking get-go, each of the ones inside waiting for us to get rid of their gym bros who committed crimes started to perform a running stance. They put one of their legs back as their bodies lowered, keeping tension in their legs before suddenly bursting through the tinted glass windows.

However, two lead projectiles from Kaley and Jared took out the first couple who got out while Tatiana and I almost did the same from a much closer range.

And with a red puff of blood combined with an entry and exit wound, as their bodies sprawled on the floor, we didn't even think twice to come in and go toe-to-toe with the remaining buff monsters wearing clothes that accentuated their arms and legs.

Using my katana with both hands, I took in a bit of air to brace my core to deliver a fatal strike which included a sudden entry from the top of its head then an exit from its right pectoral muscle. I could've aimed it in a way for an easier diagonal slash but those were just the places this buff deadhead needed to work on.

In any case, it seemed like body-shaming them this way made me the center of attention so as one gym thot tried to dive in for my calves—which was totally not my weakest part—it ate the tip of my blade before having my boot make it lose some of its teeth as I pushed it back for some space.

However, another bitch wearing spandex went in for Tatiana's blindspot but before I—or even Kaley or Jared—managed to step in, a fucking tire came out of nowhere and the bitch suffered some head injury as its face hit the ground hard.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT, THE INSIDE IS FUCKED TWO! THIS SHIT IS EVEN USING STOCK BRAKES! ALL THIS CAR WITH LESS SUPPORT! I BET ITS OWNER'S ONE OF THOSE CHICKEN LEGS! AGH!"

Tatiana took a step back to thank her with a nod but Quinn didn't even realize she saved her.

But yeah, I guess we weren't taking this "Fastback" home but Quinn had already joined the fray and made meat paste with her huge-ass weapon. With one swing, she'd end the fight and probably do more damage to that body's soul for its next life.

Because yeah, my katana doesn't even go above two kilograms(4.4~pounds) yet depending on what Quinn had on her polearm/halberd hybrid, it was ten kilograms(22~pounds) minimum.

Even if some people say that big things came in small packages, I still wouldn't get hit with a full swing of that huge-ass weapon.

"HAH! HOW REFRESHING IT IS TO HIT SOMETHING THAT'S MY HEIGHT!"

"YOU'RE STILL TALLER THAN THEM!"

"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND, SHORT STOP!"

"HEY! EASY WITH THE NICKNAMES, JEEZ!"

"JEEZ ON DIZ NUTS!"

"THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO YOU— FUCK IT! YOU CAN'T EVEN SQUAT 405 ASS TO GRASS ANYWAY—"

"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"HEY, YOU! FUCKING TAKE THAT BACK! I SQUAT 585 FOR REPS!"

"NOT HIGH BAR!"

"YOU FUCKING PRICK! COME BACK— WHOA!"

All of a sudden, these fucks who seemed to have more mobility than regular dregs—but still with the same fatal weakness—started to get more and more eager to take us down.

It was in the literal sense of tackling us to the ground like the gym thots who tried aiming for our ankles and calved but this time, one of the bigger dead dudes performed a Spear by lunging in and trying to tackle us to the ground.

However, despite all their mobility, each of us who were still living had this definite advantage compared to their increased strength.

And with their added weight, we'd have to be caught off guard for them to successfully perform a takedown—and in addition, they'd have to be that mobile to dodge a bullet from an almost point-blank range.

It was because when they started doing human strats, each of us pulled a pistol and used tech that was impossible for them to use at the moment—and everything just went downhill for them. They already were given the chance to fight us close up even though we still had shooters from the back but yeah, everything's fucking fair in love and war. ɌᴀƝƟΒΕṥ

It took us maybe three more minutes to complete the perimeter though putting these fucks in one pile took more time because of their weight.

'I mean— I bisected some of them so… I guess that helps?'

Then I heard Iskoh's voice through our channel:

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*bzzt*

[Hey, kid, I heard you're by the DOH buildings?]

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"Yeah, why do you ask?"

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[I'm gonna send some people over— do you mind keeping an eye out for a few people?]

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"What are you on about?"

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[We lost some people there and haven't been able to retrieve their bodies. They came in a red moving truck for a supply run and we haven't heard from them for a few. We've been meaning to retrieve their bodies to be burned later but we just got caught up in doing several things—which includes my sudden visit to your place.]

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"Alright, we'll wait for your men and I'll call you when we spot the truck you're talking about. Do you have any identifying marks or uniforms for them? Anything peculiar about their clothes or appearance?"

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[You have a tech with you? I can have someone send over a picture through your relays?]

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"Alright, go ahead."

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[They're sending now, five people in total, last transmission we received was that they stopped by the DOH's gymnasium, where are you guys at?]

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"We're by this gym across the DOH Center— I think the gymnasium's on the other side of the street. Just a bit past the Tayuman station and right under it."

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[That's the place. Have you received it yet?]

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I turned to June and Ilana and they just gave me the thumbs up.

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"Yeah. No guarantees we'll find them, okay? We have other groups clearing and we can't just sift through a horde of bodies. But if we find the truck, we'll just hand them over to ya."

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[Alright, that's fair. But yeah, even a small keepsake to take back. That's all I ask.]

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"We'll try, we'll try… But again, no promises."

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But yeah, I let our two techs give a detailed description of what these five people looked like as best as they could before I followed Quinn inside this gym she was so excited to have a look at.

To our surprise those gym bros and gym thots we finished off actually holed up in this place for maybe at least a few months before they succumbed to this place's cancer. I could see how they put up a few barricades in place for the way to the 2nd floor—but doing that type of shit just wouldn't be up to my standards.

It could've been their only method of survival but even if it worked for a few months for them, the end result just proved my point.

'I mean— The tinted windows might've helped but the moment it breaks… Should've picked a better location…'

Still, from the short time they were here, they managed to hoard a lot of essentials or items to live day-to-day or to protect themselves. But yeah, we still took care of a few remnants stuck inside but Quinn was just like a kid in an amusement park from the things she uncovered from their storage room.

"WHA— OH SHIT! THIS ARE THE PREMIUM STUFF! THESE PROTEIN BARS ARE— BROOOO! I LOVE WHAT CLYDE MAKES BUT SBD SHIT ARE LEGIT— Eh, fuck this shit, nothing's ever my size with those fucks… Really had to make Clyde custom-made all my gear!"

I chuckled as I pointed at a few things that could still work with her, "How about those straps and wrist wraps?"

"Eh. Clyde's better."

"I'll take all of them then~"

"PSH! Suit yourself, I'll be taking all these protein bars with me! They're CICO for fuck's sake! The guy who made it just icks me but he's still legit! Need to tone down the drama a bit but— OoooH~ Holy shit, that's a nice piece of equipment right there~"

"Hmm? The leg press machine?"

"Heh. I mean— Back squats are my jam but I wanna feed my ego from time to time y'know? Besides, see the cut in the middle?"

"Oh~ You can do it on one leg each too! They separate and join at will, huh?"

"Yep! Yeap! I made one at home but this looks pristine! Let's haul it back! Everything hanging on that wall too! And that bench!

That scale— Ooh! Everything on those display cases, the chalk, holy fuck— they really do have everything here! They have ammonia packs too, hah! HEY BROWNIE!"

"Hmm?"

"SMELL THIS, YOU FUCK!"

"What— AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

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