Novel Bin Chapter 292
No words were exchanged since our glances are enough.
I looked down from the roof of the hospital and there’s already several soldiers below getting ready. A few lights from lamps or flashlights are present with some rooms just having turned their lights on. We carried a few things to our S-76 and Micah is the main pilot while Kaley is the co-pilot. I don’t know why, they just made sure I’m the one to board it last.
Several buzzes of the radio followed by coded conversations is all you could hear. After that, what followed are the whirring sounds of several helicopters lifting off of the ground. The sun is barely rising and we’re hitting them just at the time most of them were just starting to sleep or in the middle of.
From the phone we found, we have the exact place where this group of people are staying and the routine of the owner of the phone. We had a long discussion yesterday about whether we would kill everyone on sight. However, from the things we’ve seen just on that single phone, it is f.u.c.k.i.n.g unanimous. It’s not a unique reason at all, it’s just something you have to do when people are not responsible with the power that they’re holding.
Our helicopter turned to the right direction and we moved forward after we reached a high point.
It took us a few minutes to reach our area and we landed on a nearby building which is our designated position. I ordered the soldiers with us to accompany Tatiana and Nikolas to clear the inside of the building we’re in and make proper precautions at the entrances. We had to shoot a few before we landed so it’s only natural to assume that there’s several inside..
Below, after a moderate distance are the slums where a lot of informal settlers are located and the crime rate is always at an all-time high. Local enforcers before were having a hard time maintaining the peace in that area though sometimes those thugs will resolve the situation with their own hands using violent means. Once you walk inside that place, it’s your own fault for anything that happens to you. People inside would literally stab you just for a cup of rice and even children will be kidnapped in broad daylight just to have their organs harvested.
The majority of people that are living there aside from the informal settlers are gang members that simply cause havoc but the ones running the show are members of several syndicates. Not all of them are living there but there’s a few inside that area responsible for why that place is in that condition. If you’d see even an elderly with gouged out eyes begging the streets for change, better think twice if the money you’d be giving away as charity would even go to their pockets in the end or to the people who made that person that way.
I wanted to use just the military trucks for this operation but when I learned of its location, I’d have to agree. You can’t even drive a beetle in the centermost of it because of how narrow the roads were. Heck, even my Hayabusa would have trouble because of the random crap that litters those roads. The only thing that they have that they could be proud of is the tall walls that separates them from the city. Iskoh was trying to clean up the slums before but their roots clearly run deep.
Right now, the slums have gotten worse by several notches ever since the world has gone to shit. What we’re doing can’t guarantee we could get rid of them all but it would sure as hell turn those f.u.c.kers into a statistic.
The moment the cargo helicopters are in position, Rod gave his order.
*bzzt*
“Drop it you sons of bitches.”
*bzzt*
We’re watching from atop the building where cargo helicopters carrying several shipping containers are in view. The moment the order was given, those objects weighing several metric tons started falling out of the sky. Gravity did its work and just from the height they were released from would guarantee that anything it fell on would feel the f.u.c.k.i.n.g damage. They were different sizes and the air being present made the speed in which they fall vary by a slight amount but that’s far from anyone’s problem below.
Faint screams resounded coupled with wails of despair came after several loud crashes. Houses, stores, telephone poles, small apartments, anything it fell on got terraformed.
Large dust clouds were produced from the impacts and what we’re doing is more than a demolition project. A demolition order is just for a specific building for a wrecking ball but this is more like a ‘I found a swarm of spiders f.u.c.k this place kind of’ thing. The tattered houses which a simple storm could blow off is not enough to take that amount of damage. There’s a few houses that are built by hollow blocks and cement but I doubt that could survive too.
We could only imagine the expressions of the people below who survived the moment they discover those shipping containers are full of zombies with a couple of surprises.
One of those shipping containers contains half of the sprinters we caught topped off with several normal ones.
“Well, in a few moments, they will.” I thought to myself
Then they did.
The doors for the shipping containers were simply held up by flimsy ropes or a few pieces of zip ties joined together. A strong impact would immediately snap them and the figures inside would spill out uncontrollably.
Gunshots immediately followed and it’s now total chaos inside the slums.
I looked at the street below and just as I was about to aim at the few coming towards our building, large explosions resounded.
*BOOOOM*
*BOOM*
*BOOOOOOOOM*
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
*BOOOOM*
“Is that ours bro?” Jared asked.
“Yep, Rod placed a few explosive charges on some of the shipping containers. Not all of them exploded though.” I replied.
“Then why did he need a large amount of fuel?” Kaley asked.
“Oh, those things inside? They’re doused with fuel so… you get the picture.” I replied.
The moment the explosions occurred, the rotten figures approaching our building switched directions. Those explosions were not the only ones that’s apparent aside from the gunshots but small fires have already started in a few places inside and going wild.
From the materials in how some of the houses there are made, it would be very easy for the fire to spread and burn the slums to the ground.
The zombies that reached the slums are like moths to a flame since they got set ablaze when they made contact with the burning buildings. They’re still running around while still burning and it’s taking time for them to get burnt to a crisp. Not only that helped in spreading the fire, it’s another obstacle the people inside have to go through. They would be in luck if they managed to get out of the slums in one piece.
The majority of the people living inside would be either eaten first and get burned later or the other way around. The only thing left to do for the ones that are left if there is any is to evacuate the slums.
The sun has started to rise and it’s enough to see clearly without using NVGs.
That is where our small part started.
A few of us were stationed in a few points in which the lucky ones could escape to. It will be pretty easy to figure out which to aim for since they will be running the opposite direction the zombies were. I’m still overlooking the whole area while Jared and Kaley are already in position.
Like clockwork, a few of them appeared. They vaulted over the wall with great difficulty but one fractured his leg after jumping down. I looked at my scope and told Kaley and Jared to standby first.
They’re all covered in soot and ash and one is already bleeding from its neck. They’re carrying nothing but the clothes on their back and charred figures are following them from behind which squeezed through the other entrance. It’s not a small number of them and they seemed to have retained their motor skills since they could still briskly walk even from their condition.
They’re slowly making their way but I saw something coming with great speed on the corner.
“Bro?” Jared reminded me.
“Not yet.” I replied.
We’ve simply let them get eaten first before shooting them.