How can they not focus on human life survival more than the equipment? They have time in the future if they’ve settled their chances of survival because right now is nothing more than a challenge to be won.
“Captain! Primer disengaged. We managed to kill some, but there were escapees. The chances they come back is likely, sir.” Said one of the four outside. His orange-tipped hair peeked under the helmet he wore.
“Good job, Tark.” Captain Fairmont then looked at the medics with the two infected. “Libi, Pyko. How are the infected?”
Libi, a stocky female merc, was gagging one soldier while Pyko, a lean medic, checked the one she successfully tied down.
Pyko looked up. His brows sweat-laden. “Still no signs of recovering. Keli has calmed down, and Libi is still busy with Jench. Out med-shots won’t last for three more hours, sir.”
“Libi, get that ass moving.” Captain doubled onto Li
“Copy. Our team will go ahead to second.” Captain replied and continued to inform them of other necessary plan markers.Since they had twenty minutes, part of the radio-in is an update from Abin. Something to occupy their time of preparation on their side and a short break for Cristian’s.As opposed to the plan Cristian thought, the team intended for their group to split. Having their location near but distanced enough to act as a decoy.According to Abin, they are in a place suitably without danger after passing through one area where the Primers were hounding a different group of humans. They witnessed it the same way Cristian’s party did, but they could not stay to help. The same as them, they had prioritized themselves.Their moment of rest brought Cristian a pain to focus, more specifically to maintain their two patients in sedation. Slowly they showed signs moving around their tight bind.“Pyko, are there any sed
Cristian still held his phone, but his arms raised chest level with the phone facing down. Sore muscles spasmed from his shoulder down to his elbow, making his hands shake. Everything had stoppered in his body as he realized that now security was guaranteed, bringing fatigue into his body like a vengeance.“S...Sir. Pri—Primer inside, Jench—ch and Keli are...are still...” He tried talking but stopped only to look behind.Captain Fairmont patted his shoulder, whispering he did well as he entered the room to observe the scene. Dismissing the Captain, Cristian looked at the massive grave in front of him. He held his camera as he shot the river blood around his comrades that sat in front of him, tending to the two.He released a breath, a heavy sigh of relief at the death in front of him. He didn’t know that he could feel this kind of relief in seeing death more prominent than in video games or movies.As Cristian moved awa
Left on their own, the doctors prioritized their tasks to contribute. Akyl sat by the entrance of the cave-in to act as the first watch. She told Dr. Munar to update his journal since he had no time to do it previously.Knowing her statement about the journal should still be observed and written, he agreed to it despite his hesitation to leave her there. Looking back to Beers and then to Akyl, he went to Beers hoping he could assess his physical symptoms of the fever.The skin is still red or, at least, a level shade darker. Beers pulse raced in a consistent 150 BPM, Dr. Munar checked thrice if the count he made was the correct one, but it fluctuated between 120 to 167. There’s nothing to keep him from checking anything further, but if this pulse is the kind where an infected person is at rest. What more when they’re active?Beers pupils don’t react to near or far bright lights, and any other way to see the state of his vision meant the cloudin
Chapter 15Piles of documents hid Prof. Tenorio from the view of his desktop monitor. Nothing but papers about the financial investments, proposals, and newly acquired information about the “Dimension Pocket” of D-city collated in his office that he left to his assistant to manage. Nothing of importance remains in this room. The computer he uses barely contains anything of his. The best it can do for him is store files he knows would be snooped in by people irrelevant to the company.Booted up on the screen is the newly inputted data Cristian and other members have placed in the company app, at least a notepad text with a list of the files and their date of upload. Select rooms for messaging, towards specific teams or groups, have been busy communicating with each other. Blinking red icons for new messages evidence this purely out of karmic spite for intentionally being inattentive towards them.Especially the Finance and
“Then I would like a request that the torso of the dead Primers we have been brought to the warehouse. It’s only part of what I thought it could be, but I want to see for myself if the Primer’s here in C-city has many similarities with those from A-city.” She replied. Any trace of hesitation never showed, only an intent. “Seeing the difference in size and structure for the Primer’s from A-city must mean something. The truth we already know they came from humans cannot erase the horror of their unknown. Their corpses can tell us more than what’s under our eyes.“You may not think me of anything after barely stressing myself unconscious, but I don’t condone criticizing someone just because they diminish themselves when they break down. But, I’ve given my time and thought into the Good Will. If you think I’m going to be a burden, you might as well get yourselves a new person to handle greater fascination for a cor
He breathes every day in relief for being on their side, without any worry for his health or the rest of his other hobbies that can be considered suspicious despite how harmless it is. It’s not related to anything physical, but he does have an archive of “digital receipts” in case employees within his company, or others, would try to bother him or the people he considers his family.A few spam emails were blocked, thinking they were unimportant to what he might need. He singled out the files from the mainframe of the company app that are all direct uploads by the member of the Good Will so he can copy it despite its improperly loaded form.Never mind the possibility of questionable quality, just pondering over the information dump and necessary watching is much better to consider than missing the chance to keep a copy. Seconds as he started the download, he noticed a video file upload from Dr. Munar’s phone. It loaded on the database in th
The three ate pizza in the remaining hours before lunch, the titular brunch. Fit for Prof. Tenorio’s confused stomach as his memory of the time he had breakfast felt ages ago, enough to make him feel hunger. Much of Eldric and Min-Ain’s conversation continued over regarding the bias between considering anti-hero-looking races in a Table Top Role Playing Game versus the stereotype ones. There is little to contribute to the topic for Prof. Tenorio besides tested bias because nothing beats personal preferences beyond objective taste.After pizza and a moment of calm discussions about the difference in console perks, Min-Ain introduced himself as simply as he could without looking awkward to the two senior members of the company. In turn, Prof. Tenorio and Eldric acquainted themselves with him like their conversations did not stop after the boy mentioned he preferred PC gaming.Their introductions were short and simple, which gave Min-Ain a bit of confidence in
Once he heard this, Min-Ain could only wonder what power they are in ranks within the company enough to pull strings and edit a contract to favor him that much. So far, all he can choke is luck and sitting in front of two people who might be powerhouses, and it’s not bad.The time Prof. Tenorio ended his conversation with Reina, the person in the warehouse laboratory, he pre-reviewed Eldric on the contracts uptake. Chinks cleared, at least, for the demands Min-Ain wanted for his contract. They were simple ones, nothing much to be bothered, was the reassuring words Prof. Tenorio said as he flicked his fingers on the tablet’s surface.They sent their copies to both their assistants, where Prof. Tenorio and Eldric said they felt the chill in the air when they sent the contracts. Soon they were joking about their assistants, and that’s where Min-Sin got lost, listening to them describe their assistants with as much sense of how hard working they are and w