Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Everyone around me can't seem to find the right facial expression, movement, or even words to say out loud from my simple mistake. The only thing that I could take away from that is Iskoh's expression and demeanor came back to the way it was when I said that Jade's pregnant.

"Just don't lose her, she could bring you back..." I thought to myself when I looked at Kaley.

I thought they were also in shock but the group I have has already locked me in place and started on beating me up senseless. I received a rain of punches, elbows, knees, kicks, and chokes from everyone but they obviously held back and were laughing in the process.

Things finally settled down and we started our 2nd day at this place.

"Okay, okay, let's cut it out! We have a lot of things to do in so little time." I tried to pat off the patches of grass stuck on my clothes.

"Let's do a small briefing. What happened inside this place?" Iskoh walked up to us.

"Every bloody figure here was cleared and were burned outside the gates except two." I replied.

"Two?" Rod asked.

"Come with me." I started to walk back to the hospital. I told Honassan and Avalos to fetch my crates and bring it to the guardhouse so they could guard it with Mike. Kaley and Micah were the only ones following me when we walked to the hospital. Jared and the rest helped on other miscellaneous stuff that needs an extra pair of hands. The generators were turned on and I asked Jared to charge the phone I looted so we could see what's stored inside it since there's no memory card to be taken out.

I showed them two corpses where one is chock full of glass and has several bullet holes in its head and one with a cracked head and fluids that have dried and is almost sticking on the floor.

"These are?" Iskoh looked at me.

"Another version of the sprinters… well, we call those fast ones that but Cruz mentioned before that there's a huge number of them that destroyed the gates. I think the scientists Rod has at Davao could make use of them even if they're like that." I replied.

"I could do that but those guys always prefer to have them still active. They mentioned before that uh… it's gonna be difficult to learn from something that's been neutralized. Although, they didn't say it was impossible. They'll still learn a few things but not a lot." Rod mentioned.

"That's fine, how about Karen?" I asked.

"Well, ask this son of a bitch where our source of information is." Rod is shaking his head.

"You killed her too? At least get a bit of- fuck it. Good thing we still have a chance from the phone I found. It's still charging but Jared will radio in if he finds anything. While waiting for that, what about the plan of attack for those fuckers?" I looked at Rod.

"Well I had some inspiration from you." Rod smiled devilishly.

"That plan is crazy." Iskoh was the one shaking his head now.

"Hmm? Do tell." I'm curious.

"Well after my soldiers are done unloading the cargo helicopters, we'll secure..." he started to tell his plan.

I'm listening and I'm starting to get excited but it turns to worry, then excitement, then worry, then confusion, and over and over. Kaley and Micah seemed confused from his plan and they said their goodbyes a few moments after.

"Told you, it's unbelievable. There's too many holes in it. If you have another plan, please tell him." Iskoh looked at me.

"Woah, woah, Rod, I want to take care of all of them, not leave remnants roaming around." I said after hearing his plan.

"What?! Don't tell me that didn't sound cool?!" Rod is flabbergasted.

"Well, it fucking is but-" he then cuts me off.

"We'll be here for only three days and a day has already passed. I know you have a great mind and could do something better if you sit down but don't forget that you have your own place to take care of. Careful planning would yield great results but it would just take much of our time." Rod explained with a devilish smile.

I'm scratching my head furiously while Iskoh is wearing a helpless smile.

"The fuck are you two looking like that?! It's the best one we can do in this time span. You wouldn't be able to carry it out once we leave because you wouldn't be just busy fortifying this place but you'd need specific people for this plan to work. So, we'd just need to follow this you sons of bitches!" Rod declared, cackling.

"Haaa~ fine, I agree. It's not like a lot of them would be alive after that. Resources spent would be a lot higher though. Well, it depends exactly on where they are." I replied with a sigh.

"What? You're agreeing with him? I think this plan is still a bit too flashy..." Iskoh is in disbelief.

"Bah! It's already a 2-1 decision. I'm the fucking president, deal with it." Rod has his arms on his hips, smiling.

"Okay, I'll bring my-" then Rod cuts me off again.

"No, you stay here for now. I don't want you near a fucking helicopter you son of a bitch. Have my soldiers do that prep work for now. Well, I have something I need your help on here." Rod said, nodding.

"Hmm? What?" I asked.

"Teach this son of a bitch how to shoot properly. Not just him but his wife, Roque, and Micah. You're the best shot I've seen in my life. That's hard for me to admit but after last time, fuck me, I'm still tempted to drag you at my place." Rod said, reminiscing.

"What last time?" Iskoh said.

"You'll see later, you'd better learn something so that your hand wouldn't get clipped like that." Rod pushed us to find the others.

"What happened with your hand?" I asked and Iskoh showed his wound.

On the webbing of his thumb and index finger, there's a small part where a pinch of flesh is missing. It must have something to do with holding the gun wrong and the slide clipping some of his skin off.

"Well that could be easily fixed if you follow closely. Even Micah though? I thought you would've taught her lots." I looked at Rod.

"It's not enough. She almost had a close call yesterday too. She looks fine on the outside but she's fucking terrified when the dust settled. Improvements to one's own skill is a must and she has lots more to improve on. Teach her like how you teach your wife Kaley. Got it, kid?" Rod explained.

"Yeah, yeah." I replied.

"Do we even have proper shooting targets here? There's an indoor range a bit far from here and we shoot those paper targets there. Do we have something similar?" Iskoh asked.

"Well, I have a solution for that..." I trailed.

"Hmm?" Iskoah and Rod said.

We gathered the people we'll train and a few of my group started to tag along. The people with experience with the four of them are Iskoh and Micah. Jade and Roque don't know jack shit about anything and I'll start them off with the basics. I made them choose a handgun they prefer to use from the plethora of guns I brought over to this place or the ones they have on their small armory.

Iskoh went with the Colt 1911, Micah has her Glock 26, Jade went with the same thing her brother used which is a Glock 19, and Roque was excitedly holding a Smith and Wesson Model 17 revolver.

"Wow, Roque, you went for that old one, eh?" Rod chuckled.

"Revolvers are much better, right? This thing has more power, right?" Roque said and a fist came through his head from Rod.

"I would've done that myself." I thought to myself.

"That uses .22 rounds. It could kill but it needs to hit a vital part first. How about this Model 19 instead of that Model 17?" I asked him and showed him the bullets the Model 19 uses.

"Oh, I thought they were all the same… do I really need to use one? We have sold-" I cut him off.

"What if I point this gun at you right now? Can your 'soldier' come in time to save you?" I looked at him.

"You're right..." he nodded a few times.

"Well that was easy." I thought to myself.

"Okay, let me see you fire it your way first and we'll go from there, okay?" I said and the four nodded.

"Hey kid, I thought you would take care of the targets?" Rod asked.

"Oh, wait a moment." I grabbed one of the papers we have on hand and started to draw on them.

It took me a few moments to draw the figures but when they saw what's on display, they're already in disbelief.

"Holy fucking shit, is there anything you can't do?" Rod started to chuckle.

They are perfect illustrations of the bloody figures we've encountered. If it wasn't for the fact that they have no color and they're flapping since I haven't secured them in place, you'd think it's a 3D model. I made one for each of them but when Iskoh saw his target, he frowned.

It was an exact portrait of Kiko.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Iskoh looked at me, visibly upset.

"I told you. You need to control that thing we do. Now shoot it in the head and I'll tell you what's wrong with you." I simply smiled.

"Too soon, kid." Rod mentioned.

"I disagree, hit the iron while it's hot. The fuck are you standing there for? You're part of the class too! You said you're good but I haven't seen you actually shoot. Let's have a little contest between you guys later and the winner will have an awesome prize." I smiled.

"Prize? What prize?" they all asked.

"We will get to that for the meantime, hit the target." I smiled again which annoyed all of them.

I watched each of them shoot a round and several problems already popped up.

"Iskoh, wall." I said.

"What?" he looked at me.