Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

The two below me looked just like average human beings but the things they've done before this shit started were way beyond the norm and they were extreme outliers if we made a graph.

Garbo Marcelo used to be an honorable cop that worked closely with the Philippines' DEA but was later discovered to be the protector of Jameson Lim, Peter Colangco, and Herbert Tuan. That led him to be kicked out of the force, but he managed to go into hiding with the money he received from Wu Ching, the mastermind of the triad operations in this country.

On the other hand, Jameson Lim was one of the three frontmen that Wu Ching uses so that he could stay in the shadows and work as the connection from their main operations in the mainland. He was already caught and served time on multiple occasions but Garbo Marcelo would always find ways to set him free when he was still with the PDEA.

The Garbo Marcelo we were looking at now, ignoring his current predicament, had a huge pot belly, balding hair, a scruffy unkempt beard, and a pig face which most of his victims have an extreme distaste on. He was covered in bruises and he could barely open one of his eyes while Jameson Lim was looking far worse.

Jameson Lim had an average physique but his face looked like it was used to hammer countless nails just to build a house. It was swollen beyond reason and he was already missing his teeth where a foot had probably nestled in violently, despite the rag in his mouth blocking most of the view. Several fingers of his were also bent in the opposite direction and his nails were already non-existent.

Both of them were still gagged with dirty rags and all they could let out were muffled grunts.

Despite their current state, they had the energy to glare at me the moment I crouched down and welcomed them. However, the longer I looked at them, the more something from inside me was trying to get out, urging me to make them suffer a fate worse than death. The temperature around me was already lowering and my hand was trembling from the different things that were going through my head.

'Finally...'

Before I even got to say another word, the president's voice resounded, "Pick one."

I turned to Rod and Oscar and I saw Morales giving a look of confusion. Despite that, I already expected as much and dues would be paid several times over. Looking at the president's expression, Oscar must've told him about what happened to me and he was giving me a gift that was supposed to be only for Morales and his team.

"I'll take Jameson Lim, take care of the ones that used to be in your force. I-"

Morales immediately interjected, "Sir, with all due respect-"

Rod instantly cut him off, "Morales, you have no fucking idea."

"But my men-"

"I know, I've personally taken care of the rest of these fuckers. I wanted to bring all of them here but the helicopters could only take so much."

"Sir?"

"We just dropped them one by one when we're still in high altitude but I dropped a grenade as a parting gift. I could still hear their bodies hitting the pavement before the grenade exploding a few seconds after so I'm sure they had it quite easy. I just left these two fuckers for you but I figured the two of you should share some things… Living together as partners from now on, right?"

Morales was silent for a few moments before he glanced at me and sighed deeply. After that, both of us just pulled the dirty rags off their mouths, and Jameson Lim started raining curses as his mouth continued bleeding.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! DO YOU KNOW WHO YOU'RE FUCKING WITH?! HUH?! I'M YOUR-"

I cut him off as I grabbed his scalp and slammed his head on the floor.

I heard a nice little crack and I slammed his head a second time, applying more force compared to the last time.

Jameson Lim immediately coughed out blood as more of his teeth fell out. He also let out a pained cry as his nose bridge was bent out of place and blood was also coming out of it, making his breathing much difficult. I just twisted it back in place before I slammed his head for the third time. The several blows to the head made him unconscious and I held myself back from slamming his head the fourth time because I might accidentally kill him.

On the other side of things, Morales hasn't done anything ye but Garbo Marcelo was crying nonstop, begging for Morales to spare his life.

"PLEASE!!! PLEASE!!! I BEG YOU!!! I'M JUST A NOBODY!!! I'M JUST A NOBODY!!!"

Morales was just about to reach for Garbo Marcelo's neck but Rod stopped him as Oscar placed his hands on my shoulder, "Do that shit somewhere private."

I looked around and even if most of them wanted a piece of the action themselves, there was also this look they were giving that it was a different thing to actually do it themselves. I could only point out a few people that wouldn't bat an eye from what we were about to do next but doing it in front of everyone present would garner different reactions and it might make them think that we were doing this to instill fear not only to those who crossed us but also the ones we were leading.

I've done something similar before and the look they gave me afterward wasn't necessarily pleasant.

At the same exact time, Morales and I pulled our victims by their heads as Morales went for one of the warehouses available while I went for a separate one. The crowd instantly gave way as we walked with heavy footsteps and I almost didn't recognize myself when I caught a glimpse of my reflection.

I just found myself securing Jameson Lim on a metal table and I splashed water on his face, waking him up. He coughed up the water that got into his mouth but it was already mixed with blood due to the wounds that he sustained. Despite that, he instantly runs his mouth off, throwing several curses at my face.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! YOU FUCKING IDIOT, DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! THE PEOPLE I'M WORKING WITH?! I COULD EASILY CRUSH-"

I cut him off, "Hey, did you know that I have braces before?"

"WHAT?! THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, YOU CRAZY FUCK?! LET ME GO AND I'LL ONLY FUCK HALF OF YOUR FAMILY, YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!!"

I immediately hammered on his abdomen before I forcefully wedged a makeshift mouth prop inside his mouth. The surrounding area immediately quietened and all I could hear was his incessant mumbles.

"Back to my story, did you know that I used to have braces?"

"HNGH~ GAACKK~ GCKK- GRRK! GRK!!! GK!!!"

"You see, I don't have perfect teeth and I had to wear them, but there was a little problem. Two of my wisdom teeth were impacted and my dentist had to operate on me. That shit fucking hurt for weeks and all I could eat were fluids and shit. I even cried the moment the anesthetic wore off and it was the worst day of my fucking life. It's a different procedure just from regularly pulling a tooth and it costs way more."

"HNN!!! GACK!!! GR!!!"

"Oh, sorry. I just wanted to tell you that short bit because I think you have the same problem as me. I'm sorry you've lost a lot of them already but I noticed that all four of your wisdom teeth were impacted badly. You see, I'm not an expert or even a dentist but I think I could do it. I might botch it on the first one but practice makes perfect, right?"

"HAAAAAAAAAA!!! NAHHHHHHHHHH!!! GRAHHHHHH!!! NRARRAAAAAA!!!"

"Hmm? You want to say something?"

"NRAHHHHH!!! GRHLKKK!!! GAKK!!!"

"Yeah, sorry. I couldn't understand you because I'm a stupid son of a bitch, right? Don't worry, I'll be gentle. I found these rusted-up pliers and this small paring knife earlier and I think it would do just fine. Shit! How would I stitch you together? Oh! Do you think staplers could work? They use gun tackers sometimes, right? I guess we'll use that."

"HRNNNNNN!!!! HAAAAAAAA!!! RRAAAAAAA!!!"

"Hmm? Anesthesia? C'mon! I'm not a registered dentist, I think I'm not allowed to use that."

"HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! HRAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

"What? You're scared? How about we agree on something? I'm gonna ask you a few questions and you're gonna answer all of them. If I don't like your answer we'll continue where we left off, got it?"

Jameson Lim was already a mess as he nodded several times and a smirk faintly appeared on the corner of my mouth. He was already done the moment I showed each tool I would use on him but I hammered on his abdomen once more before I removed the mouth prop. It was soaking in his bloody saliva and his expression was entirely opposite of what he was wearing earlier.

"PLEASE!!! I BEG YOU!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING!!!"

"Yeah, sure. Where's Wu Ching currently hiding? I want to know his exact location and the number of people he's with. I want to know their military prowess and I want to know any weakness we could exploit. Also, give me the location of your other safehouses where you hide your contraband and give me the ways to access them without trouble."

"I- I DON'T- I ONLY-"

I cut him off as I picked up the mouth prop once more, "Figures."

I forcefully wedged it inside his mouth once more as I picked up the paring knife that I had on hand. I started to slice around his gums where his lower-right wisdom tooth was located and blood started to fill his mouth. He could only scream in agony as I made forceful slices but I eventually placed a small tube to suck out the overflowing blood and saliva so that I could see the inside of his mouth better.

Jameson Lim's body was trying to wriggle out of place but the restraints I placed on him were more than double the ropes he had on earlier. His head was secured tightly and all he could move freely from his head were his eyes and his eyebrows. He couldn't even slide his body for a few centimeters and all he could do was scream and clench his hands and his feet. The table he was on was also bolted to the floor and any amount of shaking wouldn't be enough for him to get out.

I stopped for a moment before I placed the paring knife down, "Sorry man, I think this operation is not going as well as I planned. Can I try on the other one? I forgot I brought the right tools with me. They're all actually in this bag right here..."