Otaku rebirth in Apocalypse era (BL) (complete)

19. Rescue Team

Richard is looking ahead of him through the front window glass.

The military truck is moving slowly through town. His men are ready to kill any zombie who blocks their route.

Yesterday they got a distress radio signal. The sender is his father, Axell's grandpa.

Richard made no delay. He and his men venture out the next day to save his old man.

Axell is staring outside without showing any interest. He looks like an empty shell since he lost Tristan.

Richard taps on his shoulder.

He says, "He is dead. You are alive. Just hang in there. It'll pass."

"I should have been more careful."

"Stop it. Lamenting the past won't change anything."

Axell is silent.

What Richard said wasn't wrong. His logical mind wanted to accept Tristan has died. His heart won't stop bleeding.

Their truck is passing a junction. The road is a bit bumpy because a large amount of debris scattered on it. Too many cars crashed into each others. Blocking many routes into town.

Something fragrant carried in by the wind.

Axell comments, "It smelled so good."

"I just farted. Glad you like it."

Axell smacks Richard's head for his unfunny joke. His uncle is always like this. He is like his big brother. They always quarrels occasionally.

The fragrant smell makes them drool.

Richard orders, "Stop the truck. Check it. See if there's a survivor here."

The truck stops and three soldiers go to investigate. They see a man dressed in yellow near a garbage bin.

He is roasting some kind of meat.

A soldier points a gun to him.

His friend warns,"Hey, don't shoot innocent folk."

"Look at his hands. He is a zombie."

The gun is fired and the bullet missed him. The guy drops his roasted meat and bails out of there. The soldier laughs while picking up the meat. He shares it with another soldier.

His friend ask, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Shut up. You know how many months I hadn't eaten meat?"

They laugh while eating the meat. The empty skewers are tossed away.

The yellow jacket guy walks out from nearby alley. He stares down to the skewers. It took him two hours to hunt and killed a mutant dog.

All his hard efforts. Gone. Eaten by others.

Tristan grits his teeth. He draws his katana blade and strikes down the garbage bin in his rage.

He hates those uniformed guys. They only bully the weaklings like him.

He holds his head.

It hurts again. It always hurt when he tries to remember something. He shakes his head.

He has seen those uniformed guys somewhere. His mind is still in a mess.

Time to move. Don't want to meet those arrogant folks again.

The soldiers have returned. They reported to meet a survivor out there. He refused to come with them.

Richard orders, "Let's go."