Honestly, she didn’t give a damn what happened to that base.
Josie was about to end the call right then and there.
Before she could cut the line, the voice on the other end rushed out, “They’re coming with an entire city’s worth of military hardware. Their goal? Finding a new place to call home.”
“Are you shitting me? It’s a goddamn wasteland out there–minus 150 degrees,” Josie snapped. “If they can even take a single step in that, I’ll be impressed. Let ‘em try. They’ll be frozen solid before they hit the halfway mark.”
“Chief Quinn, listen. Our forecasters say the snap is breaking. In a month, it’ll ‘warm up‘ to negative 60. In three months, we’re looking at anywhere from negative 20 to 80 degrees. You tell me at those temps, do you think they’re staying put?” the man argued. “Haven City got hit way harder than us. It’s completely uninhabitable now. They have to move to survive, and we’re the closest target on the map.”
“Word is, the guys from Haven City raided a federal armory. They’re coming heavy, and they’re coming to take our territory by
force.‘
“Your place might be small, but it’s top–tier. high–end construction, solid defenses.”
“Clear out some space, and you could easily fit a few thousand people in there.”
“There’s no way they won’t have eyes on you.”
Josie didn’t bite. “Cut the bullshit. You just want my weapons, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” the man admitted. “We’re all Fort City blood. We need to stand together. If our front gate falls, you’re the next domino to tip. You’re smart enough to know how this ends, Chief.”
Josie was pissed.
But she had to admit, the threat was real.
She hadn’t expected human trouble to hit while the world was still frozen over.
“I’ll talk it over with my people,” Josie said. She hung up and called an immediate meeting.
“Here’s the deal,” Josie said, relaying the intel from the Fort City base. “Haven City is a total loss. It’s crawling with the undead and
mutants.”
“Apparently, they’ve been relying on raw firepower to blast through everything. I don’t know what they were thinking, but their Supers are absolute garbage.”
“But they raided an armory. They’ve got light weapons–mostly SMGs, shotguns, and sniper rifles. Not much heavy stuff, though.”
“Killing the undead was easy for them at first. But after the heavy rain, the mutants took over. They realized too late that bullets don’t do much against evolved flora. Their territory kept shrinking until they were backed into a corner.”
“Now, this blizzard has given them a window. The mutant plants are dormant. They’re planning to use this chance to break out of Haven and head straight for Fort City–straight for us.”
“Those guns they’re carrying might not hit an undead or a mutant, but they’ll sure as hell hit us!”
“And that’s the shitty part,” Josie sighed, leaning back. “Our base is built too damn well. There’s a hundred percent chance they’ll want to take it for themselves. So, like it or not, we’re being forced into this fight.”
“The good news is, in a month, the temperature is going to crawl back up. We’ll go from negative triple digits to about forty or fifty below.”
“It’s still freezing, but at least we’ll be able to move around outside.”
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