The Virus

chapter 3

October 2076
Old Mexico
Few days pass from my dream. I havent told anyone about it of course. Bad enough tank was there. I walked out of the bunker me and weasel where in. All I had on was my pants. Scrap took my clothes and hid them. Fucking childish.
"Hey will" weasel said. She's the only one who would call me by my actual name. "Where you off too our shift isn't over." I turned around.
"I was just getting something to drink"
"Bring me some water"
"Alright"
I walked back to my bed and opens my cooler and grabbed three bottles of water. Just as I slid my cooler back under my bed scrap came in. I threw him a bottle. "Come join us scrap" I said walking past him. "Why?" He asked. I looked back. "Comon weasels there" He's face grew red. "Fuck you plus my shift is in an hour" he said but he followed any ways. On our way back sarge called me. "Twitch get your ass over here" It took me a minute to jog over there. "What is it" I asked. Sarge sat down behind his desk. ( a fold-able lawn chair and two milk crates) he point at a chair in front of him. I sit down putting the three bottles on the table sarge grabbed one opened it and took a sip. "Got a message and you are being transferred from this shit hole and will be in a high class base in the capital city you know where new York used to be? anyways you will be helping protect some fucking nerds as they develop a new weapon" I was confused I was about to ask why they need protection when he raised his hand and said "the base is always under attack they need more people so they are pulling people out from bases all over too help" I leaned closer to the desk and looked at the files he pushed towards me. he leaned back in his seat. "you will get better weapons to help defend the base" he leans back in his lawn chair. "what are they developing?" i asked pushing back the files. sarge leaned in. "you don't have to know that" he said. "you don't need to know and I cant tell you" sarge stood up and gestured towards the door. "you leave in two weeks" I stood up and grabbed the water and walked out the tent. Scrap was waiting for me outside i threw him a bottle before walking past him. "what happened why was sarge talking to you what did he talk you about?" he asked. I kept walking back to the bunker. "I'm being transferred to capital to help with protecting a base they are transferring people from all over the place." I said as I entered the bunker. weasel looked up and took off her hat and took the bottled water i gave her. I sit down on an ammunition crate and leaned back on the wall. weasel put down the bottle and looked at scrap. "your round doesn't  start for another hour I'm not complaining. I like your company" she said with a raised brow. Scrap looked away I could see him smiling. "twitch convinced me to come" he said. I chuckled a little at this. weasel stood up and stretched. "need to use the toilet I'll be back in a few minutes"
She walks out of the bunker leaving me and scrap alone. "Sooooo" scrap says twiddling his thumbs
"So" I chuckles looking at him.
"So your leaving this base. Lucky you. Capital even." He chuckles  looking out at the desert they have been protecting this place for well over two years now.
"Yeah I am" I stretch my back. it's been killing me since I woke up.
"Do you know why?" He asks.
"Not a clue"
"Strange."
"Isn't it?"
"Surely you know something"
"Not a damn thing scrap"
He stands up and slaps my back before walking out I groan in pain "fucker"