Discussing what is the next plans of action, they have brought it down to 3 things. Protect the camp, get a radio station, and find a shitton of explosion (Their words not mine).
Now we they're dissuing how are we going to split the two teams.
"Well we obviously don't need too many people to protect this school, so let's just have the teacher here stay while we go out."
"Wait, does that mean some of the students have to help you out on this as well?" the teacher asked.
"We need all the manpower we can get. You could protect the base because we actually got a little kid here and I assume some of your kids can't handle a stressful situration too much," he said looking at some of the scared students.
"Fine, so we got the team school, now it's time for team Radiohead and Team Bombtastic."
"Who came up with names like that?" Garrick asked.
Putting my head down, I just raised my hands and said, "I will join RadioHead. I feel like that place should be storming with more of the dead compared to a military base."
"And why is that?"
"Well nobody will gather explosive when getting materials, they would get bullets and weapons. If someone before hand looted that military base than it would be safe to assume they left bombs while clearing out the area."
"Okay, Marston and Garrick shall be team Radio head, Raul, Paul and a couple of teenagers who want to withness an explosion shall help gets the bombs."
Seems like the plan was ready, and now we split into 3 group, well 2 group and a duo. I guess before we left, I should get to know Garrick. Walking up to him, I felt someone thug my shirt.
"Hey John, do I have to stay here?" Chloe asked.
"You don't want to stay? That teacher looks like she can take care of you better than I can."
"But, your... I'm just"
"shhh, don't worry. I won't be long, and if you're worry, how about," I handed her one of the swords and continued, "take this. It's a butterfly sword, comapred to a knife this is decently sharp. Of course I haven't been maintaining it properly I think it will protect you. Just remember to go for the head."
She looked at the sword and I walked towards Garrick.
"Welp looks like we're in the same group. I heard your name when you were in the intercoms."
"Oh, I that was just me messing around."
"Do you love the radio, or the songs inside of it."
"I love radio. I always wanted to become a radio host before everything went down. What did you do?"
"Martial artist. I trained from the east coast and settled in the west."
"You travel a lot than, how much does it pay?"
"It pay quite a bit if you own a Dojo, but I wasn't one of those people."
"How did you make most of your money from travel."
"Well it's not important how I travel, what time do you want to try getting this radio station up and running?"
"Let me finish cleaning my weapons, and we can head off."
It seems I am the only one who don't know how to clean weapons. I do know it will break faster if I don't clean it once in a while, but I don't think I got the right things to clean things. Looking at his cleaning method, he was cleaning it with a cloth and leftover WD40.
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The Art of The Walking Dead
FanfictionWe're at the West coast, and follow as a martial artist, John Duncan, tries to survive this disaster of Walkers. Will he survive, or will he turn into a bloodthirsty beast? On his adventure, he will meet some people and go around several areas. Can...