(So, four bullets in the rifle's magazine, two shells in the shotgun, and uhh, three bullets in the p220, along with one eight-round magazine in the backpack. Yeah, I'm in dire need of ammo here.)
I grumbled to myself as I looked at the guns that laid on the same bed I used to sleep on last night. A bed which was definitely, beyond saving now. As I used it as a table for cleaning the guns after taking them apart.
(Hmm, fat chance Souichiro will give me any ammo for the type 89 though, it uses 5.56x45mm NATO rounds, while the ammo we mostly used till now consisted of shotgun shells and 7.62 ×51mm rounds. So, if I can't get more ammo for the type 89 and want to use a rifle, I'll need to either get the Ar-10 or M1-A1 from Kohta or Rei. Or, I can just ask for more shells for the shotgun. Seeing as it's the only weapon I have with me right now that we had ammo for it before arriving here. And honestly, with how powerful the shotgun is, it might just be all I'll really need.)
I take my eyes off the guns and stare at my backpack, the bokken I used against Saeko strapped on its side.
(After I finished my little sparring match against Saeko, I decided to 'borrow' the bokken I used. As the only close-range weapon I have is the combat knife, and I don't want to risk shoving my fingers into the wrong place every time I have to use a close combat weapon...)
I also spent a good one hour trying to get the rifle and handgun back from Kohta, who took it upon himself to personally 'teach' me the history of the rifle before returning it to me. Though, I think he was just buying time before he had to return the guns he was holding...
After that, the group and I, upon deciding to leave the Takagi estate, stayed under some cover and waited for the rain to stop. Or well, that was the initial aim at least, as we ended up hearing a bunch of refugees shit-talking about Souichiro. And Saya, being her usual self, wanted to go and yell at them for bad-mouthing her dad.
If this all sounds familiar, it's because it is. The whole thing seemed to head straight towards the opening events of the last episode of the anime, which meant the nukes were coming, and soon. So, I decided to split from the group then. Even though I 'did' want to go with Saya, and I get the feeling that the stink-eye she gave me was because I bailed on her when she wanted to go and uhh. Pick a fight, I sadly had other stuff that needed doing.
And so, I first went to check the garage with the Humvee for anything I could use, the only thing I did find though, was two extra shotgun shells. Now, why do people leave shotgun shells lying around? Who knows, I know I don't. Then, I went to grab something to eat, before locking myself in 'my' room.
I also watched a bunch of online videos before actually deciding to check the condition of my guns, which led to the bed's current sorry state, covered with gun grease and gunpowder, among other things...
(Hmm, you know, the Humvee gave me an idea. Why try to use a car that won't even start to temporarily block a barricade and risk getting eaten alive, when I can use a fully functional one?
While there is the risk of losing the Humvee. And I also need to find the keys first. The risk of losing the whole estate outweighs the potential loss of the Humvee by far. Even if I have a soft spot for that car. As for the keys. Well, if they're not with Shizuka, then she'll probably know where they are, I hope.)
I turn my head and look at the phone that was on the bed next to me.
(Ten past Seven P.M. Hmm, based on what the guards said, they should have gone to the 'center' barricade at twelve-thirty, then more to the right one after three hours. Ending their shift at the right barricade at six-thirty. Meaning, right now they must be at the center one again, or the left one...)
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Summoned
FanfictionOC that has seen the anime and is thrown into the Hotd world. What else to say. Probable cringe-fest? No lemon trees?
