At Burger restaurant, the group hides out in the parking lot with cars scattered throughout.
Anderson sat in the passenger seat with Aki and Denji in the back with a driver.
"Fucking evac got turned around I bet." Anderson said.
He sighed and pulled out his wallet.
"Get a coke for me. Hey, yourself something too." Anderson told the driver, handing him cash.
The driver took the cash and got out, still in body armor, his tactical belt, and an MP5 slung across his chest and wearing a balaclava.
He confidently walked into the restaurant as Anderon grabbed his UMP .45, looking out into the parking lot and the highway.
A few minutes later, the driver can came back with a large soda and a paper sack.
He got back in the car as Anderson took his coke.
The driver pulled down his balaclava, grabbing a handful of fries and stuffing his gob with them.
"You know, this shit makes life worth living." Anderson said.
"How so?" The driver asked.
"Here we are, running and hiding for our lives, and yet having..."
He looked at his watch that displayed 4:27 PM.
"Late afternoon snack."
"I guess that's one way to see it." The driver said.
"Yeah, besides, a good coke on a sunny day is the way to go." He said.
They sat in the car, awaiting evac when a heavily damaged car sped into the parking lot.
"Incoming." Anderson said, mouthful of fries as he chambers a round in his smg.
The car stops and a devil hunter falls out of the car, heavily injured.
Aki leaned forward.
"Wait a minute, that's Yutaro Kurose. What the hell happened to him?" Aki asked.
"Shit." Anderson said, getting out.
He approached Kurose, quickly moving to him before grabbing his arm and helping him to his feet.
"What the hell happened?" He asked.
"They're dead." He said.
"Who?"
"Michiko and Subaru too." He said.
"Who!?" Anderson said.
"Your fucking evac!" He said.
"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me." He said.
"Nope, they're dead too."
"Fuck." He said, strained.
"What's going on?" Aki asked.
"Our fucking evac got hit." He said.
"What?" Aki asked.
"Yeah, I guess we're sitting duck's if we don't get out of here soon enough." Anderson said.
"Do you know where we should go to get Chainsaw man outta here?" Kurose asked.
Anderson looked at him.
"That was your fucking job in the first place and you fucked that one up." He said, shoving his shoulder and making him stumble back.
Kurose looked at Denji.
"Hey, Blondie, are you Chainsaw man?" He asked.
"Yep." Denji said, extending his hand.
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Zero Risk Security
FanfictionAn alternate version of Chainsaw man. Partnered with the National Devil Extermination Public Safety Commission, Zero Risk Security, an international security and private military company, works alongside devil hunters under Makima's Special Division...