Day 200 - 9:12 PM - eting Area, White Snake Gang Base, Northern Slums, Corregidor Military Settlent, Island of Corregidor, Province of Cavite
"Those drug addicts are getting worse and worse over ti." An extrely annoyed voice of a young man echoed inside the room. "Are we really not going to make a move against them?"
"Just calm down, will you?" A woman's voice argued back. "Just going out there and blindly attacking them won't do us any good."
The handing-out of food for the children continued after the situation caused by the mbers of the Powder Gang led by Drac. However, everyone's mood soured from then on. The mont that the last bowl of soup was handed out, those in position within the White Snake Gang returned to their base to conduct a eting.
But, of course, no matter what argunt they had right now, there was no answer to find.
"As always, it's because of those politicians." Another voice, a man who was cleaning his gun, spoke. "The rule of who attacked first taking the bla was clearly made for their advantage."
It was a rather botherso fact. This rule had been here ever since the gangs began ruling the slums and existed way before the White Snake Gang was founded. It was because even the gangs before were actually backed by high-standing people of the governnt. Those people behind the gangs did not want to entangle with one another in a bad way. Thus, they prevented their minions from causing them trouble.
In the first place, none of those politicians knew who backed the other gangs. They were just afraid that they would end up offending soone with a higher position or manpower and end up losing.
The situation with the White Snake Gang was different, however. General Perez did not hide the fact that he was the one backing the newly established gang. It was to ensure that the people from Bay City would know that the White Snake Gang was different from the other existing gangs.
It might be a gang, but it was just in na. It was actually a group of people supporting General Perez's cause. A gathering of people that had yet to succumb to the inhumanity of the current world.
In fact, it was not nad White Snake Gang in the first place. The current na was just given as a deterrent for those who would think that they were just a group of pushovers. After all, nas did give the first impression.
Unfortunately, that first impression was already beginning to fade. It was because of the other gangs, especially the Powder Gang, trying to push their limits.
The harassnt itself was not personal, however. The Powder Gang was being ordered to ss with the White Snake Gang for a specific reason.
It was because they had General Perez behind them. The backers of the other gangs were unknown. It was only a circumstance that the White Snake Gang had. And since their backer was clear, they were being targeted by the General's enemies.
"When will Miguel contact us?"
Husto asked the female boss of the gang.
"Tomorrow, in the least." The woman replied. "General is also busy inside. He and his n are trying to track who is the backer of those drug addicts, after all. It might also be the reason why the harassnt is intensifying."
"Just what is Miguel doing..." Husto scratched his head. "He is putting us in a tight spot because he can't find the source of the drugs."
"Those that deal in the illegal drug business as are slippery as eels, after all."
The man cleaning his gun chid in.
Dealing with the illegal drug business was just as criminal as it was before the apocalypse. Even more so since the politicians, holed up in fortress city, were still trying to implent the kind of governnt the country had in the past.
But, of course, it was only within those tall walls.
In fact, they did not care much about the things left outside. Even the movents of the military were restricted because of them. They wanted the military to only protect their hides.
"So, we are just going to wait?" The young man asked. "Those guys from the Powder Gang are already getting into everyone's nerves."
"As I said before, there's nothing else we can do."
The woman replied, getting annoyed with the young man.
This ti, the young man stepped back and went silent.
But with the silence of the young man, a voice chid in all of a sudden.
"You guys having a hard ti?"
Everyone was surprised by the voice that did not belong to anyone inside the eting area. Currently, there were only the two bosses of the gang, two younger mbers, Husto, and a pair of ard guards present. As such, they were sure that none of the mbers had that voice.
Nonetheless, so of the people inside the room felt the voice rather familiar.
They all turned to the chair that was supposed to be empty. Right now, a person sat there. A man wearing a black hooded jacket with his lower face covered with a face mask.
Husto and the two younger mbers were surprised. They knew this man. This man was the one they talked to this afternoon. The leader of the group that had just arrived in this place today.
Of course, the sudden appearance of the man incited almost everyone to raise their weapons. Even Husto, while did not unholster his weapon, his hand was already touching the handle of his machete.
However, contrary to the reactions of the rest...
"DUDE!"
The female boss of the gang rushed to the man and jumped at him. Not to attack, however.
BAM!
The man's chair fell as he stood up imdiately. He could not help it. After all, if he did not stand up, he might have fallen on his back as the female boss of the gang hugged him tightly.
That action left everyone but the man cleaning his gun, the second boss of the gang, flabbergasted.
"Carren, there are other people here..."
The male boss sighed.
"Then, everyone but Husto is dismissed!"
The female boss exclaid as she peeled herself off the man.
With the sudden appearance of an unknown stranger, there was an opposition to leave their bosses alone. But, of course, they could not do anything but leave after they were scolded.
"Seriously..." The man said as he removed his face mask. "How did you two know it's ?"
"Then next ti, cover up your eyes too."
The female boss said.
"Don't be absurd." The man sighed. "You are telling to wear sunglasses in the middle of the night?"
Husto watched at the side, seeing the unexpected situation. The two bosses of the gang knew the leader of the group that arrived this morning. Furthermore, it was clear that their relationships were rather close. In fact, the female boss had so assets that were gathering her so unwanted attention. One reason why the female boss was careful with interactions with males recently. But here, she was the first to jump and put the man in her embrace.
The man was clearly Mark. He was here since the eting started. He just decided to show himself after hearing the things the mbers of the gang spoke.
And the two leaders of the gang? They were Mark's close friends and classmates during their four years in college, Carren and Markron. They were among Mark's friends present in Bay City. They were also two of the few that received crystals to beco [Mutators] from Mark.
Mark could only sigh with the reason how the two recognized him even when he was wearing a hood and had his face half-covered. It was because Mark had a rather unique pair of eyes, which were clearly opposite in terms of shape. His right eye always looked tired and sleepy, while his left could devour soone with a wide-eyed stare. It might not be apparent for those that only saw Mark a few tis. However, for those that accompanied Mark for a long ti, and years at that, Carren and Markron would easily identify Mark just by his eyes.
In any case, Mark looked at Carren. This boyish woman was still the sa, not minding giving him hugs. Well, it was not like she was doing the sa just with anyone. It was just a select few. Unfortunately, Markron, who had a crush on her in the past, was not one of those.
These two were like Mark's older sister and older brother back in their college days. They were several months older than him, after all, with Carren being the eldest, and they were the greatest influence to him in terms of Otaku culture.
"If you are here, then where i and the others?" Carren excitedly asked. "Did you co here alone?"
"Wait..." Markron spoke exasperatedly at Carren. "Let's all sit down first. And there is a group that arrived here this morning. It should be Mark's group, right?"
With Markron's urging, the group finally sat down properly.
"You two know him?"
Husto, who finally had the chance to ask.
Unexpectedly...
"Sir Husto, I'm pretty sure you also heard about him," Markron told the bulky man. "From General Perez. You heard his na, right?"
"Mark, right?" Husto looked at, thinking about sothing. It took only a second, though.
"That Mark that fought [Auraboros] in Bay City?"
"He knew about it, huh?" Mark muttered and turned to Carren and Markron. "He's not just a lackey within the gang, right?"
"Hehe, outside, we are showing that he's under us," Carren replied. "But actually, we are equal here in standing. He's even superior to us in many aspects."
"Well, he's a forr soldier, after all." Markron chid in. "And he's actually at the sa batch of graduates with General Perez. He's even higher placed than the General."
"Stop that." Husto could not help but cough in embarrassnt with his past being laid in front of a stranger. "It's all in the past. I'm nothing but a retired soldier now."
"By the way, why are you here?" Markron asked Mark. "I'm pretty sure that you went the east coast, to Quezon Province. This is completely the opposite side of the country."
"We just went to check on the situation in Bay City but did not find anyone," Mark replied. "We followed the clues and ended up here."
Husto at the side found the conversation inconceivable. The only military settlent in the Quezon Province was in Real, Quezon from what he knew. From there to Corregidor Island, it was more than a hundred and twenty kiloters if one was to travel straight, which was impossible unless one traveled on a plane. With the current situation of Earth, it was an impossible journey.
Yet, they were saying that this Mark's group ca from all the way on the other side of the country? It was really inconceivable. What are they? Ghosts?
"Anyway," Mark spoke. "You guys are having problems with that Powder Gang?"
Mark shifted the topic. A reunion between friends might be a good thing to celebrate, but it was not possible with the current situation.
"Wait, did you see what happened earlier?"
Husto could not help but ask.
"When you guys are handing out food for the children?" Mark replied. "You're the one that told to go there, right?"
"I'm sure you heard our discussion just now." Markron sighed. "Well, that's the situation. If possible, we wanted to deal with them. But those guys are too slippery to deal with."
"That's right." Carren rubbed her forehead. "Fighting inside the settlent is not possible. The only way to deal with them is by ambushing them outside. But not only do their mbers go outside rarely, but they are slippery to trap."
Mark looked at the two. It seed that they were really used to the current world and would not hesitate to kill to deal with the trouble. Well, Otakus were the fastest to adapt to this kind of situation.
"Well, if you two wanted to catch them outside, you should deal with the spies first, you know?"
Mark voiced out, leading to the other three people in the room making serious faces.
"We already considered that possibility, but we haven't found any evidence on who is the spy."
Markron grimly said.
But then, Mark dropped a bomb.
"I know, though?" Mark said. "The guy just contacted who seed to be a ssenger outside just now. The ssenger is currently moving away from this place. I'm pretty sure they are sending information about , who appeared out of nowhere."
The three looked at Mark, who did not seem to be lying at all. If that was the case, they should stop it.
"Which direction did the ssenger go to!"
Markron suddenly stood up in a hurry, grabbing his gun, which was his favorite gun in a certain FPS ga. Carren seed to also have a grim expression.
Mark could not understand the grim reaction of the two. In any case, he began to give the right direction to Markron.
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