Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

"Kenny, Hannah, would you please come here? We'll go home now." Unc Zardon said.

My Aunt Leslie lunged forward and she slapped my uncle in the face.

*SLAP*

*SLAP*

*SLAP*

She kept on slapping him but he never fought back. He received three strong slaps before he caught her arms. He looked at his wife like she was dead already but he looked at his kids with a peaceful expression. He told Hannah to take Kenny to the truck and she followed her father's orders.

"NO!" my aunt shouted.

"W-wait! I'd like to come too!" Joanna started to plead with her dad. Tears started to flow from her eyes but I threw a hateful glare at her.

"Don't fall for it unc, she did this before. I said I would take them before but seeing them still the same assholes, I changed my mind. Unc should have split with them before and I should've been in the court when they decided where my cousins would go to." I thought to myself. I wanted to tell my Unc Zardon what I was thinking but I want him to decide for himself.

"Cyrill, Joanna... I'm disowning the two of you. After all that I've done, this is what I get. I should've abandoned all of you when I got the chance before. I promised myself never to be the same idiot again. Fuck the both of you, I'm not your father anymore. And you? You're not half the parent I've been to these kids, stop lying to yourself and take care of the two who still call you their mother properly." Unc Zardon said as he lessened the grip on her arms. Aunt Leslie was stunned but she never did anything after that.

"Mr. Chang, one more tip. Burn the bodies in the streets. You'd get sick if they stay like that and decompose." I said then he nodded.

My aunt just slapped uncle's hands off of her and she glared at the both of us. Joanna was crying on the floor while Cyrill was intensely glaring at me. My group outside dispatched more of the ones coming closer while my uncle lifted Kenny inside the truck and Hannah followed. Kaley and I sat on the sidings at the back while Mr. Chang's men locked the gates once again and we drove off to Jay's place. I saw my uncle's face in the side mirror from the back and he had a peaceful expression even if tears were falling from his eyes. The helmet I gave him was now in Kenny's head while the three inside had a moment of their own as we drove. Kenny looked back at me and gave me a small salute and I responded with my own.

I'm holding the guandao with my hands while Kaley and Tatiana were looking at me like they wanted to ask me about something.

"What?" I asked to break the silence.

"You really traded that for the guns, motorcycles, and the suits? Does it do something special? How about you Kaley?" Tatiana asked.

"I want to add something to that question too. I know part of the trade was your cousins but you'd take that weapon over the shotgun and the AR-15?" Kaley asked as well.

"Yeah, this thing could last more than those items. Let's say he lets a marksman use it and they hit the zombies with 100% accuracy, then it's just 150 zombies dead and you're out of ammo. This thing could kill a whole lot more given time and it wouldn't break as easily. As for the other items, we could always go back to the other motorcycles in the shop again. I just added the protective gear and the shotgun since we still have a lot of them available. This thing has long reach and it could deliver a lot of power given the right swing. However, it is heavier than the katana and you need to use it with both hands." I explained.

"You said before that you prefer maneuverability and speed rather than reach and power, right?" Kaley asked.

"Oh, I'm not gonna use this if that's what we're talking about. We'll find someone suitable for this and I'll let them use it whoever it was. This is a thing of beauty too, good thing he maintained it this well." I replied.

We finally arrived at the place Jay told me to go to and we saw a few zombies around it that were cut down or bludgeoned to death by their weapons. I knocked at their gate and peeked through the small gaps at the side. I saw all of them inside with other people and they were happily eating. Jay heard my knock but he cautiously checked who it was first before opening the gate. They were eight people in total and they stopped eating when they saw me.

"Hey man, you really came. This is what's left of us. We used to be a lot more but a few left us here and a few you know... turned to one of them." Jay said.

"Are you willing to take us all in?" Jon asked.

"Tell me about yourselves first." I said.

"I'll start then..." Jay said while he picked up a blanket to wipe his mouth.

Jay was actually a business owner like me and he and his family were running a small restaurant located further than my stores at Polo nearing the border of Obando. Jon was his brother and he used to work at a convenience store. Bing was a bouncer in a club somewhere in the city while Daisy was a tattoo artist. Their other companion before that hadn't introduced himself was Michael and he was a factory worker that worked on textiles. The other three inside their home were Andres and Veronica who was Jay's parents and the last one was Faith, his wife.

They seemed like a normal group and I decided to tell them about my place.

"Alright, the thing is, inside my compound, I'm the one in charge. You look like a normal group and we definitely need people who had experienced the outside even for a while just by themselves. I'd like you all to come with us but there will be a strict set of rules that we all follow inside. Each person is required to contribute their strength and knowledge for the group and everything passes through me first before you do anything else important. You could always voice your opinions with me but I will always have the final say. Just make sure you have a strong argument to convince me to change my mind since I'm a very stubborn individual. If you do the things that I asked, I can give you food, water, shelter, medicine, and protection." I explained.

"Aren't you worried that some people might do something bad in spite of what you've done for them? We've had a couple of those and I would not let the same thing happen again here. Sorry but I have trust issues. I know it's the other way around in our situation and I'm making my group look untrustworthy but it goes both ways." Bing said.

"A pessimistic and a cautious one eh? He and Johnny will hit it off I bet." I thought to myself.

"No, I'm not worried. I always pick the people that I think has a good head on their shoulders and I have people back there to protect the place even if we're outside." I replied.

"You have more people?" Jay interjected.

"Yeah, a few times more than yours." I said.

"You've never had any incidents?" Andres said.

"What do you mean? If you're talking about casualties, none. It's because we are always prepared, and armed. People don't just die stupidly there like in the movies." I said.

"That is impressive but what I mean is that no one has pointed a gun at you or stole from you?" he elaborated.

"As I said, we have a very secure place. However, a very stressed and confused guy pointed a gun at me once." I said.

"Did you kill him then?" he asked.

"I don't kill unless I needed to. He's alive and with the group, he cleared his head and back to his usual self. However, he may have lost the opportunity to make another child since I've kicked him hard in the nuts. I twisted his arm too and I could tell the whole story if you want… what happened was..." I told them the story.

"Hah! Did that really happen?" Jon asked.

"Yep." I replied.

After a few more words were exchanged, they decided to come with us but they packed all of their belongings first. Their vehicles were stolen so they needed to ride the truck with us. I gave them the rest of the motorcycle suits as a welcome gift. We would bump into each other's shoulders but good thing we removed two motorcycles and they wore the protective gear so we could have more space in the truck. The group I first took to scout had amused expressions since those looked exactly like the ones they wore before. They were now wearing proper vests for protection though they still have a few of them on their person like the knee pads, elbow pads, and the gloves. Their bags were finally loaded but as we were about to leave, Bing took our attention.

"Wait, I'd like to confirm if you really are in the army." Bing said to Tatiana.

"Oh boy." I said.

"Well, I've only seen the young kid and that girl with the black hair shoot. This one is just holding her shotgun and she never fired it. It must be for intimidation like in my job where you put a tough-looking guy out front." he explained.

Daisy gave a pensive expression but she was doubting as to what Bing was saying.

"If you're really in the army, they must've trained you aside from guns. I challenge you to a mano y mano." he said while raising both his hands.

All of us knew what this pervert was up to from the beginning.

"He's trying to cop a feel." we all said to ourselves.

"You're gonna die." I said to him.

"Bah! Stop scaring me, I know what I'm doing." he said with a smirk.

"Knock yourself out." I said with an amused expression then Tatiana leaped in the air.

It wasn't even a minute, not even half of a minute. Heck, it wasn't even 10 seconds.

The air was sliced.

Tatiana's heel was introduced to Bing's face.

I remember that heel, that jumping spinning hook kick. It hit Bing clean in the jaw and his guard that he put up wasn't even able to block it since it was pushed to the side easily.

He fell in the ground head first and Tatiana gave a confused reaction.

"Huh. Is he dead?" Tatiana looked at us with a confused expression.

"..." everyone else.