I was about half way to Vancouver when A VAN, it drove up beside me and snatched me in! they took all my weapons off of me, all but my combat knife that I used prior on the cow. They said:
"What is your name, how old, why are you on this road and why do you have military weapons?"
I thought it was a wired question, I replied a few seconds later:
"My name is Roman, I'm 29, I'm going to Vancouver, and I was in the military."
They looked at each other and back at me, the driver stopped the van, making us fly forward.
"Your in the military?"
I didn't know what to say, the one person was holding a baseball bat. I looked down, then back up again.
"Yes, I was stationed here with my group."
They had a shocking looks on their faces, they didn't look evil, It looked like they needed help, the problem is that they did drive up next to me, take me in their van and asked me questions. They responded a few minutes after:
"What happened? What happened to your group, where are they?"
A tear rolled down my cheek.
"They're dead... All but me..."
They had an even more shocked expression on their faces then before. They started whispering to each other. After they finished, they said:
"What do you need help with?"
I didn't know what to say! I thought they were going to kill me!
"I need I get to Vancouver, can you help me with that?"
They nodded at each other, turning back to me.
"Yes, of corse. Why do you need to go to Vancouver?"
I don't know if I should tell them! They might come with me. I'm all about survivors, just sometimes they can do it on their own...
"The military base in in there, they are taking people in."
They looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"Ok, we'll take you there."
"Thank you SOO much!!! I needed to get there yesterday, can you get me there today?"
"Ya, but you need to do US a favor."
"What is it?"
"We need medical supplies..."
I was looking at them for a while, why do they need medical supplies? Why not guns or ammo? Before I could respond they said:
"Please! Our buddy Paul Got shot, we have a doctor but on medical supplies!!!"
I handed over my big medical kit. They all smiled at me. Any way, I have another kit in my duffle bag...
About an hour later, we got to to border of Vancouver, it is blocked of so I had to do the rest on foot. They thanked me and told me where their base is if they want I wanted to come visit. I got out of the van, grabbed my stuff and left. I climbed over the rugged brick wall, I used the cement spacing each brick to climb up the wall, when I got to the top, I looked back, the van already left. I jumped down, at the bottom I did the classic military cartwheel. Vancouver was a big city, even bigger with all the tents and walls surrounding the main city. The walls are about 2 miles away from the main city. As I approach, I hear a loud voice on a intercom:
"Who goes there!!!"
I looked around trying to find the person who spoke.
"Hello?"
A spot light came up, I looked at where it came from. There was a man who was waving at me, I waved back.
I yelled:
"I'm in the military! I need somewhere to stay!"
He looked at me and then opened the oversized metal door, I think it's made out of stainless steel, maybe just steel, there's some rust on it in the corners.
I approached the door and then a guard came up and looked at me, then, he gave a signal to come in. Inside it was like a sanctuary, there where calm, quiet people, the only problem what that it's dark, the whole city is covered with a large sheet of metal just like a dome without the round base, I asked for directions from the closest guard to get to the person in charge of all of this. He pointed to a little light blue house that looks more like a cottage than what he said it was. When I got closer the guards that protected the door that pointed their rifles at me, they were equipped with bayonets, I needed one like theirs. That said:
"What are you what?"
I cleared my throat before speaking.
"I'm new here, I just need to talk to your boss."
They moved to the side, then opened the door. There was a tall man with a fedora and grey scarf. He turned his swivel chair my way. He had a scar on his neck, he had a cigar in his hand, it was lit, almost finished.
"What do you want?"
"I'm here to ask if you have an international radio, I need to contact my fire-team in America."
"A call to America, I can't just let you, we need to gain your trust."
"How long will that take?"
He hummed for a few seconds until...
"About a month."
A month!!! That's too much, in a month I can walk to Washington DC before I get their trust and the helicopter comes to get me!!!
"Ok, how long have you had this community!"
He looked at me with a surprised Look.
"About 2 years, why would you ask that?"
"Just because I've never heard of this place, how many people do you have here?"
He smiled.
"404, and now 405"."
He chuckled, I did too. He approached me, he said:
"My name is Commander Alex, what's yours?"
I don't know what he meant by COMMANDER Alex, he doesn't look like a commander, maybe just because he's like the founder or something?
"My name is Roman, thank you for letting me stay."
Any way, I made it here alive. Hopefully everything will go well, it looks like a great place to stay. Time will tell...
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Aventura[highest no. 81 as of 02/05/17] I woke up cold. I'm the last survivor from my fire team. I'm trapped in Canada after the war ended. I got up to look for food. There was a chicken on the Road. I gripped my knife tightly in my hands and approached. Th...
