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the exterminators travels
PrologueMy name is jack and I have a less than peaceful job that has no health benefits, long hours and has the highest mortality rate in history. I am in what is called an extermination camp along with four others who you will meet later right now it’s about me. An extermination camp is like being a mercenary, their job entails clearing cities of its main problem, the zombie infection along with the raiders so that the building camps can prepare the wall and rebuild the city to keep the planet under our control. It not easy being in an E camp, this job gets harder, lots of cities have been going under and need to be cleansed once more, were running low on travellers and people are scared. To get you up to speed on this I will start at the beginning. It was about seven years ago give or take, Jimmy and I were setting up for our vacation in the woods, the annual hunting trip when this guy came, blood dripping from his lacerated neck. We asked him if he’s okay and wham! This Irish man, Carl, blows his head off. Any way he takes us to this government bunker hidden in Colorado. Almost immediately after our arrival the government starts dropping nukes in the area in their conquest to rid the world of this “plague” they called it. Obviously it didn’t work out so well because infection spread all over the world. The world has almost been lost. Due to the massive bombing the earth actually was knocked off its axis and the year was exponentially extended to about 100 old years according to the surviving astronomers. But before all this happened I was stationed in the military as a commando for a long amount of time. About seven years into the job the military became suspicious and booted me for supposed treason. After you see over 3 million mal-nourished civilians napalmed to death you begin to wonder what side you really want to be on. long time and after my service I was a black mountain mercenary witch is one of the reasons I became an exterminator I thought it would better suit my abilities and I could see the cannibal wasteland as it name on the map. Each squad was given a name we were named the juggernaut squad for our fancy ride the dead reckoning, it used to be a conjoined bus that bends, We out fitted it with some heavy armours and guns the whole back end was gutted to fit a 747 engine in it. Almost everything runs on solar power even the 747 engine since it’s been summer for 2 old years. The world is rebuilding it self, the humanity corporation though its not much of a business (since money doesn’t exist it’s a barter system) is in charge of the world now with them most of what used to be California and small parts of Nevada. All the cities have walls surrounding them to keep not just the zombies but the raiders, people who do not wish to follow the Humanity Corporations laws and quarantine regulations often patriots trying to preserve the old USA or those who think they can do it better or slavers trying to take an entire city over and sell the population as slaves to the other raider cities. That’s also our job if we see a slave caravan we take it out and bring the people to a city where they are questioned where they were brought from or to and free that city.
Chapter 1 May 12 2016The sun was shining on the second day of day I(its what we called it) was looking out of the window staring at the old scorched earth seeing the new breeds of mutated animals devour the carcass of a smaller one when Josef said “Close the dam window were gonna pass though a RAD patch” he said sternly as if he wasn’t talking to his superior officer but I did it any way.
“I know just getting my last views of the new world in” I said as I closed the hatch and locked it.
“Its scorched earth, it’s been that way for seven years. It ain’t going no where” The day had been long and being locked in side this poorly lit bus only made it worse, I just didn’t like having all the windows closed is all.
“Carl are we close yet for god’s sake” I asked.
“Were about twenty minutes off sir. Although it would be like thirty seconds if I could turn on the back engine” he returned.
“You know that thing will drain every last bit of power we have left. If we need to make a quick getaway we will be stranded” I said.
“Well sorry but if it makes you fell any better you can open the window again if you want the Geiger scans are low enough now” Carl returned. I did open the window back up but it didn’t make me feel any better, after all we were living in a bus in the after math of a nuclear holocaust infested with zombies. About twenty five minutes later (we were late because Josef had to take a leak).
“Here we are ladies what used to be the city of lovelock Nevada” I said as we piled out of the car
“According to the computer there’s a semi large parking lot on south Nevada and Court Street” said Nathan
“Well look who decided to join us, did your mid morning acid trip end early or did you skip story time.” Carl said sarcastically.
“Fuck you.” Nathan replied
“Listen lets just get to Court Street and activate the loud speaker.” I said really just wanting to go back to Truckee.
For those who are not up to date on the current city cleansing procedure, we find a large area (usually a parking lot) and set up a loud speaker to attract the dead’s and then mow them down witch was the easy part, zombies are stupid. The hard part of this job was always the raiders since there’s no good way to tell how many raiders are in a city we have to check each house and store for raider’s kill’em and bring the supplies back to Central Valley city (the humanity capitol all of central valley is now one big “gleaming monument to the struggle of the human race” nothing more than New York with no big river to dump the bodies in) Carl and Josef went directly to the parking lot, Nathan went to the building near there to set up his radar me and Jimmy were on supply and raider duty, I was sitting in my chair making sure that my gun was clean and the blade wouldn’t jam. (Yeah I had a chainsaw attached to my gun call me what you will but its useful). I took a minute after cleaning my gun to get some water and I looked around and I could swear things well looked not dead, I could see people walking going about their business then they faded away, so I finished my water and started walking I decided to start in the grocery store to look for some caned foods, the door was locked so I kicked it in and big surprise nothing but dead bodies and ash. I found embers in the ash so to be safe I put a round in their heads and moved on to the hard ware store. I walked in the unlocked door and found assorted tool and broken glass the axes and sledge hammers gone, I don’t know why that concerned me. As I walked to the back of the store I found the discarded cans from the store I turned off the safety on my GC-36 and knocked on the door then bam! A slug ripped through the door and passed my head. I revved my chainsaw and ripped the door open and stormed in and shot my assailant in the leg. I ran up to him. “Who are you, and why did you at shoot me” I yelled.
“Got to get” he said with dying eyes.
“Got to get where” I asked sternly
“Home” he said before he died Dam it I fucked up was the thought I had in my mind. The shot in the leg was actually a major organ rupture caused by my bullet ant some amateur patch job from a probably a raider nail bomb. I searched his body for any thing that could lead to “Home”. I felt like shit, I could be exiled or worse. I didn’t find anything to lead to “Home” as I was calling it, this place was impossible to find. I walked out of this room that entombed my mistake. You must know that even E-campers aren’t allowed to kill humans even if hostile; it was some stupid anti extinction act passed in twenty fourteen to keep from killing those who had not found a humanity walled city. Breaking this law how ever it was found out is punishable by being hung by your ankles by a tree in the middle of the cannibal wasteland to be eaten alive by whatever may unfortunately find you. I have broken laws before but I ratted out last tech head and he was sentenced to death, he was Josef brother and he knows it was me and if he catches wind of this he was likely to just shoot me on the spot. I knew what had to happen I had to get out of here. “Hey Jack what’s happening, I heard gun shots from across the street” Jimmy said over the radio
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