Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Chapter 3: 3

*whoosh*

*THUD*

I immediately ducked down while I pushed Kaley’s head with me. At a quick glance, a blur of red appeared above our heads and the man in front of us was smashed by it. Turns out, Oscar grabbed a fire extinguisher and swung at the man approaching us. Blood spattered on the walls and everything fell silent. A moment passes and the man twitches again, it was followed by a downward swing of the fire extinguisher. I was staring in shock at what happened and Oscar picks up the keys on the man’s waist.

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“Never thought the day these old bones would still see some action.” Oscar said with a long sigh.

I gave a look at Kaley and she’s shaking and her face is pale, it must be the first time she saw something like that. I tried speaking to her but she’s still in shock so I grabbed her shoulders to shook her awake. Still no response, it left me no choice so I gave her a quick slap to the face.

*slap*

It seems to get the proper reception and she’s now looking at me back with color on her face. She’s holding her left cheek then she suddenly gave me a right slap, much stronger than what I did.

*SLAP*

“Ow! Why did you do that?! I’m sorry! I was waking you up! We need to move!” I said as I held my stinging red cheek.

“Um, I’m sorry, it hurts a bit…” she said as we followed Oscar. I took a quick glance at the corpse and aside from his mangled head, a white crystalline powder of small amounts is near his collar and in his right sleeve.

“Drugs?” I took a mental note of what I found and decided that it’s best to leave this place now instead of investigating the body.

Oscar motioned for me to open the door for him while he readies his fire extinguisher. As I open it, another horrifying site assaulted our eyes. Looking at the scene, I immediately noticed the maintenance guy that we saw earlier face up with bullet holes in his torso and one on his head.

What’s next to him is one of the guards facing down, looking at his position, he seems to be pushed really hard and was thrown down violently, like his head was smashed on the floor. Blood has started to make a pool beneath their bodies as it still continues to pour out.

Looking at the corpses, Oscar decided to search the body of the guard lying down. He took his shotgun, it’s a Remington 870 along with a few slugs located in the guard’s belt. He threw me the guard’s pistol, a Beretta M9 with an additional magazine.

I checked around and I saw a few people running outside or huddled up in a corner and some employees are trying to contain the situation. On one corner, I see a bloody strap that’s possibly belonging to the dog I saw earlier, but the dog is missing. I pulled out the guard’s belt which contains a handcuff, pepper spray, radio, badge, and his holster. A few security personnel are outside trying to stop other people from entering the airport.

I strapped the belt on and holstered the gun and I said to Oscar, “The other guard is not here.”

“Another one?” said Oscar.

“Yes, there were two of them here earlier.” Kaley added.

“No time to look for him, we need to get out of here now.” Oscar replied.

“Do we just leave them here? Do we need to call the authorities?” Kaley said as she pointed at the two corpses.

“No, I think the people outside are already handling it. We need to leave now; we still have time. Good thing is that it’s still early, we can stock up a few more supplies at home.” Oscar said.

We headed outside but as soon as we stepped out the doors, we we’re stopped by a few more security guards eyeing our weapons and the blood splatters on our clothing. “Stop! State your name and affiliation and report to me what occurred inside.”

“I’m Mr. Ishiyama, this is Col. Goodman and Ms. Payan…” I relayed to the guard what happened to us inside the doors in front of the maintenance room. I mentioned the maintenance guy that we fought in self-defense and also the other guard missing earlier but he pointed at the back of their vehicle.

“We found him outside the doors when we responded, he’s terrified. He said that one of the staff rushed outside, neck bleeding, pushed his partner with great force. He mentioned his partner lost his balance and hit his head hard and he started to convulse violently before he stopped moving. He said he shot the guy in panic as the maintenance guy has a deranged look in his face and it’s staring at him differently.” The guard explained.

He continued, “We’re sorry you had to take care of the other one inside so our department will pay a visit to you guys for more investigation once this place is sorted out but I need you to surrender the weapons you took from our other guard since it’s still our property.”

“Hey, check the situation inside. I’ll stay here.” he said to his partner.

Oscar has a visible frown on his forehead but as I was about to hand over the pistol… a shout came from the inside followed by a few gunshots. It must be from his partner who went inside to check on the other maintenance guy that we mentioned earlier.

“All of you stay here, I’ll check the situation inside.” The guard said.

Me and Oscar gave a look and we both knew what each other was thinking, “He’s not coming back.”

“Aim for the head.” I said before the guard left with a questioning gaze.

As the guard disappeared inside with a few others, Oscar immediately opened the mobile car the guard uses and went inside. He saw a box of donuts, 2 cups of coffee, a nightstick, a radio and the rifle the guard at the back was using. He quickly checked the magazine and put it back then he handed it to me. “Here you go kid; it’s still full with bullets.” he motions for me to take it.

As I sling the M4 on my back, the guard at the back lets out a long groan. “Ugh…” the guard says. As I take a closer look at him, he’s visibly sweating and he is clutching his hand. He’s breathing erratically but I surmise I could still talk to him.

“What happened back there?” I asked.

“H-He tried to grab my rifle but I can’t shake his hand off, I pulled the pistol in my hip and shot him multiple times. When he fell down, he managed to hold onto my hand and he squeezed really hard, I think he broke a few of them. One of my fingers cracked horribly and bone came out. How is he so strong?!” He exclaimed while huffing a few times.

“I’m not going to lose my job for that right? That is clearly self-defense, right?!” he exclaimed.

“You’re going to worry more about that hand than your job.” Oscar said from the front.

I took a closer look at his hand and I noticed that a few dark lines are starting to protrude from his forearm. I gave a sigh and said, “You need to take a rest now, sleep and have plenty of water.” I gave him a dosage of painkillers and a bottle of water.

“Let me get you comfortable, remove your belt and lay down.” I said as I take the same items from his belt. I locked his side of the door as he laid himself lower on the seat.

“He’s going to turn, It’s too late for him now.” I said in my head.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

A few more gunshots ring out and the crowd outside started to scatter and a few guards holding the crowd started rushing inside then we rushed to Oscar’s SUV.