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It was fairly quite in the camp after they had sent out two or three parties to eliminate nearby zombies in the city. People were aloud to hop out of the hole and hang out street side where there was fresh air and a breeze. A big win like this camp was the best thing to happen to these people since the beginning of all this. They have no vehicles currently, but it was a big goal for them to try and find a few to use for scouting. Everyone on site had at least one weapon, while those who head out are allowed two to keep themselves alive. Two men started to walk into the camp, both Chinese, these were a couple of the immigrants that the marine vets picked up. This pair hoped into the hole and started to walk through the complicated sewer system, that now looked like a small town. Chambers were boarded up and made into homes, storage, a mess hall, and one shop that sells scrap, for repair of things the survivors owned. They headed past all of these things into a small workshop where Maxwell and Tyler sat, seemingly bored. Tyler was messing around with his spear and slowly turning it, while Maxwell was looking at the inside of a computer, drinking whiskey. The men explained that the outside was incredibly dangerous due to a high amount of vampires, but the zombies were little issue. With that in mind the two were thanked and paid with extra food rations, while Tyler headed through a back door. Behind this door was a small office, put together quickly, yet it still looked good. There was a desk, several maps of the area marked out by what was expected around it such as food, guns, ammo, or vampires. Behind the desk was sitting a fully covered up and dirty looking Mark, shifting through some papers and hand maps. "How did the kill parties and scouts go?" "Good, lots of the ZEDS got killed, they found a lot of good spots, and we know alot of the sewer system now. There was a man wounded though, and according to the scouts there's lots of vampires around here." Max sighed and put his hands behind his head while leaning back, stretching and looking at the ceiling. "Was he bitten? If so you know the rules on that, also these vampires don't seem that big a threat. They haven't attacked the largest concentration of food in the city...us.." "Nope no bites, he cut his land running out of a house that had a vampire, as far as I could tell he'll be fine with some meds." "Good, but now were running out of food, only enough to keep us fed for the week unless we go half rations. We should head out and find a car, pack it full of food, and bring it back." "Sounds good, I'll go get Maxwell ready and we can head out on foot to the city, I know where a good looking grocery store is." After the conversation Tyler headed back into the garage to get ready, as well as Maxwell. Mark stayed inside and grabbed his carbine rifle, attached the bayonet, and walked into the garage. By the time Mark was in the other two had their equipment ready and were following him out of the hole. The three then walked on towards the city of Wirral in search of food, and supplies for their people. [EXIT]