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Chapter 41: Chapter 41

Welcome back (゚ο゚人). This chapter is mostly smut; I will add the new girls to the characters page so you'll know how they should look.

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ES "AAAAAAaaaaahhhh! Daddy! Daddy! It hurts but also feels so goooood!!!" the woman exclaimed loudly in pain and pleasure.

ES "Easy! Relax your body, baby," Paul kept soothing her, as he felt her pussy grip his cock after taking her virginity, almost trying to snap it in two. But more than anything, it just catered to his cock with soft massages that incited him to go deeper inside her.

Paul continued to push deeper into the woman, feeling her tight pussy walls gripping his cock like a vice. She was panting heavily, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to adjust to the cock size. He could feel her heart racing, her body trembling with a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Dios mío, papi, estás tan adentro. Me siento tan llena," (My God, daddy, you're so deep. I feel so full.) she moaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and discomfort. Her hands were flat against the wall, her fingers splayed out as if trying to find something to hold onto.

Paul began to move, slowly at first, allowing her to get used to the sensation. He pulled out slightly before pushing back in, each thrust a little deeper than the last. Her pussy was slick and warm, her juices coating his cock and making it glisten in the dim light of the room that seeped through the windows.

"Más rápido, papi. Más rápido," (Faster, daddy. Faster.) she begged, her hips moving in sync with his. Her breath was coming in short pants, her body flushing with arousal.

Paul complied, increasing his pace. He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he fucked her harder. Her big tits bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her body responding to his.

"Eres una putita tan buena," (You're such a good little slut.) Paul grunted, his hips moving faster. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he approached his climax restless to release his second morning fresh load after pumping his first after waking up on his sister, Claire.

Paul loving how her pussy felt around his cock and how beautiful the girl was, raised his hand and slapped her big ass leaving his hand print over her smooth white ass, making a crackling sound.

The woman was a moaning mess already but after Paul slapped her ass, she cried in surprise as her body trembled writhing against the wall as he fucked her. Her pussy was dripping like a waterfall, her juices coating his cock and his balls, making a wet sound each time he thrust into her and her little pussy contracting all she could.

"Aaaaahhhhh!!! Me vengo, papi. Me vengo," (Aaaaahhhhh!!! I'm coming, daddy. I'm coming.) she screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit her. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, her walls milking him as she came.

Paul grunted, his own orgasm hitting him. He grabbed hold of both her big tits in his hand and squeezed them hard while thrusting deep into her, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her pussy with his hot cum. He stayed like that for a moment, his body pressed against hers, his cock still buried deep inside her twitching trying to release every drop of semen from his balls as he massaged and squeezed her tits.

The woman had a stupid and slutty face with saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth with trembling and weak legs as she was relishing in her orgasm and Paul's hot cum inside her that it dripped from her pussy combined with her pussy juices and rests of her virgin blood. As he pulled out, she slid down the wall, her body spent and exhausted.

Paul looked at the woman at his feet as his cock rested in her head with his tip dripping a little drop of semen into her forehead as it slid down to her lips. He was amused and loving already this girl, she had a sex expression that he found pleasing and funny making him determined to take her as his to enjoy her body and pussy.

He picked her up with care, carrying her gently to the bed. She was already half-asleep, her eyes fluttering closed as he laid her down. He pulled the covers over her, tucking her in like a child as he bent down to give her for the first time a kiss on her lips.

Just as he turned his head, he heard a sharp intake of breath from the side. The younger woman was awake, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. She quickly had a pistol in her hand, pointed straight at him that she grabbed from under her pillow.

"¿Quién eres tú? ¿Qué has hecho con ella? ¿Como entraste en este cuarto?" (Who are you? What have you done to her? How did you get inside the room?) she asked a few questions hastily, her voice shaking but determined.

Paul put his hands up in a calming gesture, his voice soft and non-threatening. "Tranquila, niña. No voy a hacerte daño," (Easy, girl. I'm not going to hurt you.) he said, his eyes on the girl, as he feasted on the sight of her cute face and beautiful body instead of the gun pointed at him, not even caring about it.

"¿Qué has hecho con ella? ¿Por que ella esta desnuda y tu tambien?" (What have you done to her? Why she is naked and you too?) she asked again, her eyes flicking to the older woman sleeping in the bed.

Paul sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Estaba saqueando la base cuando entré en los alojamientos para personal femenino. Antes de matar a todos los muertos presentes en el lugar, vi a los caminantes golpeando la puerta de esta habitación. Cuando entré, después de matarlos a todos, vi a una mujer dándose placer y a ti durmiendo, ambas con auriculares cancelando el ruido, así que no escucharon nada. Luego ella tuvo un orgasmo y, después de un momento, su cabeza giró hacia mí. De repente, se levantó, caminó a mi lado antes de arrodillarse y empezar a chuparme. Luego me pidió que la follara; parece que pensó que estaba en un sueño o alucinando, ya que dijo palabras en esa línea mientras me hablaba y también alababa mi aspecto y mi polla, que amaba y adoraba."

(I was looting the base when I entered the female personnel lodging. Before killing all the dead present in the place, I saw the walkers banging on the door of this room. When I entered, after cleaning them all out, I saw a woman pleasuring herself and you sleeping, both with headphones that worked as noise-canceling, so you didn't hear anything. Then she had an orgasm and, after a moment, her head turned towards me. Suddenly, she got up, walked to my side, knelt down, and started sucking me. Then she asked me to fuck her; it seems she thought she was in a dream or hallucinating as she said words along that line as she spoke to me while also praising my looks and cock, which she loved and adored.)

The younger woman's eyes widened as she listened to his explanation. She looked at the older woman with doubt and shock, as if not believing what he was saying. Then she looked back at Paul, who made her feel just as he had described the other woman feeling. Her pulse quickened, her pussy tingled, and her nipples hardened just by looking at the handsome young man. She thought then that his words didn't seem out of place, and that the other woman would act like that, given his looks. She also noted that he was younger than both of them by a couple of years at least. Her grip on the pistol slowly relaxed.

"¿Es verdad?" (Is that true?) she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Paul nodded, his eyes sincere. "Sí, niña. No miento," (Yes, girl. I'm not lying.) he said.

The younger woman looked at him for a long moment, her eyes searching his. Then, slowly, she lowered the pistol, her body relaxing as she felt her surging desire that was tingling in her pussy that was fast watering as she looked at his naked body. Paul let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, as he admired the beauty.

"¿Cómo te llamas?" (What's your name?) the younger woman asked, her voice soft.

"Paul," he replied, giving her a small smile.

She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm Aline Rodríguez, and she is my sister, Evelyn Rodríguez," she added, looking at the older woman sleeping in the bed.

"Nice to meet you, Aline". Paul nodded, looking at Aline. And with that, the tension in the room broke a sense of understanding and calm filling the space instead.

Aline, still processing the intense situation, suddenly gets up from the bed. She places the pistol on the nightstand beside it and walks over to Paul. With a gentle touch, she places a finger on his chest, tracing a line down to his abdomen, which makes Paul tingle. Her hand then softly caresses his cock head teasingly, making his cock twitch at her touch, before she grabs hold of his shaft, feeling its length and girth. She looks up at him with a mix of determination and desire.

"Paul," she says, her voice a soft whisper, "I want you to do the same to me as you did to Evelyn. I want you to fuck me too, being locked inside here with those things out there made me wish I at least tried it once, I suppose my sister wished the same even if she was dreaming or hallucinating it."

Paul nods, a smirk playing on his lips as he looks at Aline's beautiful, petite, and curvy body the same type of body as her sister had. He had admired their beauty from the moment he saw them both, and the thought of having her too after enjoying her sister made his cock throb with anticipation. "I'd be more than happy to, Aline," he replies, his voice low and husky.

He reaches out, his hands exploring her smooth body under her uniform. He can feel the wetness between her legs, a clear sign of her arousal. He leans in, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roam over her big tits, squeezing and caressing them, making her moan softly. He moves his hands down to her big ass, gripping it firmly as he pulls her closer to him.

Aline gasps as Paul's touch sends waves of pleasure through her body. She can feel his cock pressing against her, and she moans as he removed her clothes from her body and with care moves her into the bed beside her sister.

"Aline, are you ready?" Paul asks huskily as his cock rests against her pussy entrance which was giving little wet kisses at his cock head as her juices dripped from her.

"Mmhmmmm... Paul... Yes, take me. Please!" Aline moaned loudly against his ears as she embraced his neck while he towered over her body.

Paul smiled at seeing that Aline was ready to take him inside her. So with a little push from his hips, he starts to penetrate her pussy. A sharp pain shoots through her as he enters, and she grabs hold of his hair with one hand and the other makes her way to his back with her nails digging into his skin.

"AAAAAAaaaaahhhh! Paul! Paul! It hurts but also feels so good, I never felt like this!!! Daddy!" Aline exclaims, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure as her pussy contracts around Paul's cock at his intrusion inside her little pink pussy, her reflex looked more like trying to cater to him than obstructing his way.

Paul soothes her, his voice gentle as he enjoys her warm and moist folds. "Easy, Aline. Relax your body, baby," he says, feeling her pussy grip his cock tightly. He can feel the barrier of her hymen, confirming her virginity the same as her sister, he felt so lucky this morning having got to deflower a beautiful pair of sisters as he looked for guns in the first place. His cock throbs wildly, growing even bigger inside her.

Aline's pussy tightens around Paul's cock as he pushes deeper inside her, the head of his dick finally breaking through her hymen. She gasps loudly, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through her body as he takes her virginity, the blood from her broken seal spilling out of her little pussy that was becoming puffy from Paul's cock ravaging her insides, in the bedsheets.

"AAAIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!! Daddy, oh my God, you're so deep! It's so big, I can't believe this is happening!" Aline cries out, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly as Paul starts to thrust in and out of her, his cock stretching her tight walls.

Paul groans as he feels her pussy gripping him so tightly, her wetness and blood coating his shaft. "Fuck, Aline, you're so tight. Your pussy feels amazing," he grunts, his hips moving faster as he picks up the pace.

Aline moans and writhes beneath him, her body still adjusting to the new sensation. "Ahhh, Paul, it feels so good. Keep going, don't stop!" she begs, her hips moving in sync with his thrusts.

Paul leans down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate wet tongue kiss as he continues to fuck her. With one hand he held his body from crashing into her as he towered over the girl's petite body and with the other he roamed it all over her, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. "You're such a good girl, Aline. You're taking my cock so well," he praises, his voice low and husky.

Aline's moans get louder as Paul's thrusts become more intense. She can feel her orgasm building, her body tensing up as he pounds into her and plays with her tits as she embraced his neck and back. "I'm gonna cum, Paul! Fuck me harder!" she screams, her nails digging into his back.

Paul grunts, his own orgasm approaching. He squeezed her tits harder with his hand as he moved his hips faster and harder, slamming into her with all his might. "Cum for me, Aline. Milk my cock with your tight little pussy," he demands as he felt the tingling along his spine, his balls tightening as he nears his climax.

Aline's screams fill the room as her orgasm hits her, her pussy clenching around Paul's cock, trying to pull him deeper inside her. Paul groans, his hips stuttering as he reaches his own orgasm, his cock pulsing as he fills her with his hot cum.

Aline's looked spent and exhausted with a satisfied smile on her. As Paul still had his cock firmly lodged inside her warm puffy pussy, he took hold of her waist with his hand as he raised her from the bed into his arms as he took her place, and positioned her into his chest as he collapsed onto the bed with him still leaving his cock inside her warm folds that massaged and catered his cock.

Paul loved how her pussy felt around his cock, these pair of sisters were as good-looking and good fuck to have as the rest of his women.

"That was incredible, Paul. Thank you for giving me my first time," Aline says softly, her hand reaching out to stroke his cheek, leaning down to kiss him more already becoming addicted to his touch and kisses.

"It was my pleasure, Aline. You were amazing," Paul replies smiling back at her, his voice filled with satisfaction and affection after thoroughly enjoying her puffy pussy.

They lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking session. Paul's mind races with the thoughts of the incredible morning he was having, having fucked both these strangers and beautiful sisters, Aline and Evelyn.

After a moment that Paul was caressing softly Aline's back and soft ass as she was resting on his chest and his cock basked inside her warm pussy, they heard a woman's voice at their sides as she talked dreamily as she woke up from her fucked state nap.

"I'm still dreaming? and this time is more perverted my dream as the same man is also fucking now my little sister?" Evelyn talked with doubt and skepticism as she saw Paul and Aline that were beside her.

"Sisterrrrrr..." Aline softly tried to talk as she moaned feeling Paul's cock inside her and as he touched her big ass. "You never were dreaming in the first place. Paul fucked you stupid just a moment ago..."

Evelyn hearing her sister opened her eyes widely as a little deer caught in the headlights as she looked at the handsome man she thought was a figment of her imagination. As her hamster started running in her mind and seeing that he wasn't a danger to them, as he was balls deep inside her sister and Aline didn't look hurt or even trying to move away from him instead she was enjoying his first cock as she did a moment ago that she thought was a dream, her hand relaxed off the hold she had on her pistol that was under her pillow.

Evelyn then moved close to them both as she touched his face for a while before moving her hand into his chest and other parts, roaming all over him.

"I thought it was just a dream or hallucination I was having as you appeared out of nowhere in there, leaning against the wall." Evelyn talked still feeling shocked at the turn of events.

"So, your name is Paul? Then, Paul, tell me, how did you get inside here? and also how did you do to also fuck my little sister?" Evelyn asked Paul as she cupped his balls into her hand as his cock was still inside her sister's puffy pussy, already seeing that he ravaged her as much as he did with her because she also had her pussy puffed after he used her as he pleased not saying anything and enjoying her body as she was thinking it was a figment of her mind.

Not that she cared too much because she also enjoyed it, and she liked the guy since the first time she rested her eyes on his visage.

"Easy, Evelyn. Don't burst my nuts by mistake." Paul said with a wry smile as he still enjoyed her soft hands as she caressed his balls while being inside her sister's pussy.

Paul then started recounting for both of them, what happened out there since he entered the base.

"Dad!, Daddy is dead too..." Aline whimpered softly as tears fell through her cheeks wetting Paul's neck and chest.

"I can't believe that Dad also isn't with us anymore..." Evelyn also was like her sister a crying mess as she grabbed Paul's arm to look for something to attach herself to.

"Who is your father?" Paul asked in doubt to them both.

"He was the commander of this base..." Evelyn answered as she whimpered on his body like her sister.

"Oh. I'm sorry girls. Sorry for your loss." Paul said to them as he brought Evelyn's body closer to his, making her rest on him along with her sister as he tried to soothe and calm their hurt heart from the sad news he brought them.

Paul stood there as he accompanied them with his presence and warmth like a light in the dark and provided a shoulder for the girls to cry their eyes out.

"You will not abandon us now, right? We gave ourselves to you." Aline asked timidly as she sobbed a little after calming down from her sad state, Evelyn also was looking forward to Paul's answer as she was also feeling insecure like her sister.

"Not even think about it, it's not gonna happen!" Paul firmly reassured both sisters. "My new two philosophies are that every beautiful woman I like is a goal and my other one is that every pussy I take is a pussy that is only mine to enjoy."

He looks at her, admiring her flushed cheeks and red eyes on her face from all the crying. "You're mine now, Aline," he says, his voice firm. "I'm going to enjoy every inch of your body and pussy as my woman."

Aline nods, a small smile playing on her lips on her sad face. "I'm yours, Paul," she whispers, her eyes filled with trust and desire.

"We are not the only ones?" Evelyn asked him in doubt, but seeing from what he related and how he looked. He was someone any girl would want to attach herself and have for them, he was so handsome and capable, so while she still asked that, she already had an answer in her heart.

"No. But there are not too many, besides you two there are five more. My mother, my older sister, my twin sister, and two girls that are sisters too, like you both. Adding you two I will be adding another pair of sisters to my girl's group." Paul told them with a proud wide smile on his lips at his feats.

"You are fucking your mother?!" Aline asked in wonder and amazed at that. "And your sisters too?"

"Amazing..." Evelyn said as she felt her pussy tingle at that. "You don't have a limit to your lust I see. They must be irresistible women if you are also after them."

Evelyn felt smug that he saw them beautiful to have made a move to them because if he don't want to fuck her when he got inside here, he would just have stopped her.

"Yeah, I have a thing for beautiful girls such as you both, and that they are blood-related to me it makes it perfect," Paul said as his cock twitched inside Aline at the thought.

"Aaahhnnn.... Paul, it got harder and is restless inside...." Aline moaned loudly in his neck.

"I see that..." Evelyn amused said as she saw Paul and her sister's reaction to his cock inside her.

"How is the situation out there? I mean, outside the base." Evelyn asked for more info from Paul. "We left our house nearly two weeks ago as our father brought us here since things with the epidemic started to get out of hand. Just a week ago or so I believe, this base couldn't hold as they started coming back inside and bitting everyone, we got to hide here as the female captain of the base took us here when it started, lucky for us, there was stock of food and water in here."

Paul started recounting to them how the matter of things had been out there since he left his home until he got here, also telling her some of his superhuman powers making them look at him with stars in their eyes.

"So it's the same everywhere..." Evelyn let out a resigned sigh at it. "There is no rescue, nor troops, nor government anymore to stop this thing happening."

"At least we have Paul with us," Aline said as she moved her hips impaling herself into Paul's cock as she raised her ass up and down, making squelching sounds from the combined fluids of Paul's semen and her pussy juices.

"Yeah, you girls don't have to worry, I will take care of you both. I make sure to take care of my girls." Paul said reassuringly to the sisters as he grabbed hold into his hands Aline's big ass, helping her move up and down on his cock while he trusted upwards.

"I see you are ready for another round, Daddy?" Evelyn asked with a smile seeing that he started fucker her sister.

"Daddy! daddy! it feels good, keep moving." Aline moaned wantonly as she moved her hips.

"Damn right, I am." Paul groaned with a smile as he enjoyed Aline's warm pussy. Then raising his hand he spanked her big ass making her pussy grip like a vice his cock as she rode him. "I will take care of you after I finish pleasing the little minx of your little sister, baby girl."


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Chapter 42: Chapter 42

Two hours later after fucking his new pair of lovers, Paul got up from the bed with them both. after the girls rested for a while after he ravaged their tight virgin pussies. It was already midday and he was wondering if Andrés and the group of people he let to wait must be feeling anxious by now, after all, it passed quite a while since he got inside the base to check it out and clean it with them waiting for him to appear again outside cleaning the walkers.

"Do you both know how to use guns?" Paul asked as he rested his hands on the big ass of both sisters, squeezing them over the uniform they were dressed.

Evelyn and Aline were wearing military brown camo uniforms that instead of hiding them showed more of their curvy bodies as they stuck to their body and combat boots making them appear as if they truly were servicewomen, along with their pistols which were a pair of nice Colt 1911 .45 ACP in holsters attached over their belt along with a sheath with a bayonet M9.

"Mhmm.. Paul, you are insatiable." Evelyn moaned at his touch.

"Paul... Yes, w-we know how to use guns." Aline tried to compose herself as her lover touched her. "Our dad was a devout man to the military lifestyle, he taught us how to handle guns."

"That's good because you can protect yourself with a gun in case I'm not near." Paul smiled as he squeezed harder their ass. "You have only those two pistols in here?"

"Yes, it's the only thing we brought inside here before it started, our dad gifted them to us years ago," Evelyn said as she rested against Paul's body panting while he played with them.

Giving them a playful spank in their ass after squeezing he said. "Okay. Then, let's go we will get more firepower for both of you to use in the little armory here in the female personnel lodging."

As they opened the door of the room the girls saw over a hundred bodies dead on the floor decapitated with different types of injuries on them, the majority with missing chunks of flesh in some parts of their bodies, already knowing that the missing pieces is how they died when they were living and decapitated because their new man killed them in dead.

Seeing the work of their new lover, amazed them instead of giving them fear, it made them feel secure being near him, feeling that their lover would protect them from these things.

"Amazing... We don't dare to even try to open the door to reduce their number in case we get overwhelmed by their numbers, but you killed them while being inside locked with them." Aline said with stars in her eyes as if seeing her idol to Paul.

"Now you know, your man is strong." Paul smugly smiled.

"Paul... You are mesmerizing. You said that we are beautiful in your eyes, but you are the same for us." Evelyn with a fangirl voice said as she cupped his face and gave him a wet tongue kiss.

"Sis is right, I adore and love you in more ways than you must be thinking." Aline too cupped his face to kiss him from his side as her sister left his lips.

"That's good to know, I like that the feeling is mutual for the three of us, it makes it better." Paul had a content smile after kissing the sisters and hearing their heartfelt thoughts.

"The gun you have in your back was the one our Dad had with him, right?" Evelyn said as she looked at the G3A3 modded on his back.

"Yeah, do you girls want to have it?" Paul softly said to them.

"No, I think Dad would like that you have, after all, you are the man of his little girls and he would have wanted you to use it to protect us," Aline said as she embraced his arm and peeked at the battle rifle.

"She's right, you have it, we will have another gun from here besides our pistol." Evelyn nodded to what her little sister said. "Aline, take one of the tactical vests from the bodies."

Paul smiled as he looked at the two sisters be smart enough to grab a vest from the bodies to use for the extra magazine pockets and also they picked their helmets and guns, which were MP5.

He let them equip themselves and moved inside the little armory and saw that in the racks were more stock of five MP5s and three sniper rifles that were labeled as M110 along with magazines and another pile of ammo, it seems the female personnel were equipped with submachine guns and snipers rifles.

"Alright, you stay in this place, I will leave to clean the base perimeter, in the meantime you can make yourselves busy collecting whatever you want to take for yourselves from this place, later the group outside the base that came with me, will pick it clean all worth things for grabbing from this place, so you do not need to bother too much in the bodies, they will do it," Paul instructed the sisters.

"Okay, Paul," Aline said as she was strapping the tactical vest over her body.

"Take care, daddy. Come back quickly." Evelyn said as she kissed his lips before leaving and started strapping her tactical vest.

"See you soon." Paul smiled as he exited the female personnel lodging and killed a few walkers around it.

Soon Paul without thinking started walking around the compound killing every walker in front of him as if he were cutting wheat, but in this case, he was cutting heads from their bodies with the machete in his hand, he dont need to think too much, there were hundreds of them and he just needs to keep swinging the machete in his hand without stopping.

The air reeked of rot with so many putrid corpses being around something he still dont get accustomed to and the groans and snarls of walkers filling the space. They shuffled toward him as if bees attracted to a flower, their decayed bodies moving in broken, jerky steps as they moved to their doom.

He didn't hesitate, the walkers came at him, arms reaching, teeth snapping. Paul swung the machete with a swift arc, the blade cleaving through their necks. Their head hit the ground with sickening thuds, the body collapsing a second later. He stepped over them without slowing, his feet crunching on loose gravel from the parade ground.

Two more walkers stumbled forward, blocking his path. Paul's movements were quick and deliberate. His machete carved through the first walker's skull, splitting it like a melon. He spun around, driving the blade into the temple of the second. It crumpled before it could grab him.

Another group closed in from his left. He shifted direction, slashing horizontally. Three heads came off in one swing, their bodies crumpling in unison. The fourth walker lunged at him from behind, but Paul didn't even turn; his arm shot out, burying the blade into its skull. He yanked it free and kept moving.

The compound was overrun, but Paul was unstoppable. Each step he took was one or a few walkers less with each swing of the machete. He moved through the crowd like a terminator, cutting down anything in his way. Walkers reached for him, clawing and snapping, but none got close enough to touch him.

A group of ten shuffled toward him, as he walked across the small court of the base. Paul narrowed his eyes and charged. His machete swung in powerful arcs, decapitating two walkers in a single strike. He planted his boot on the chest of another cleaning his body in two. He ducked under the grasp of another walker, his blade flashing upward to slice through its jaw and into its brain.

The sound of metal meeting bone filled the air, a brutal rhythm that matched his relentless pace. Blood sprayed in thick arcs, splattering across his arms and chest. The walkers were relentless, but Paul was faster, stronger. Every swing was deadly followed by a walker's body dropping in the ground.

One walker lunged from the side, jaws snapping inches from his face. Paul caught it by the throat, slamming it into the ground. He brought the machete down, ending it instantly. He didn't stop to catch his breath. Another group was already closing in.

He spun, the blade slicing clean through a walker's skull. Without breaking stride, he drove the machete into the neck of another, twisting it free as the head toppled off. He shoved another walker back with his shoulder, its decayed body crumpling under the force, before finishing it with a downward strike.

Paul moved along the perimeter, methodically clearing the area. A cluster of walkers gathered near the wall at the other side of the front metal gate, their dead eyes locked on him. He picked up speed, charging straight into them. His machete carved through their ranks, severing limbs and heads in a frenzy of motion. The bodies piled up around him, but he didn't stop.

A particularly large walker of a big guy, its bloated body swaying as it lumbered toward him, caught his attention. Paul swung the machete with all his strength, the blade biting deep into its skull breaking apart as it touched his pelvis. The body was almost cleaved in two sections as the massive body collapsed like a sack of meat.

Dropping the broken machete he picked up his bayonet to keep stabbing the head of the walkers, as more walkers swarmed him, but Paul didn't falter. He moved through them like a storm, his bayonet an extension of his arm. Heads were punctured, bodies fell, and the ground turned slick with blood. His boots squelched with every step, but he didn't care. There was only one goal: clear the compound.

The walkers came faster now, drawn by the noise and scent of blood. Paul welcomed the challenge. He spun, slashing and stabbing, his movements relentless. One walker grabbed his arm, its fingers digging into his skin. He drove the bayonet into its face, shattering bone and brain matter. Another came from behind, but he spun, the blade entering through its skull before it could make contact.

The perimeter was halfway cleared, but the walkers showed no signs of thinning out. Paul didn't let up. He moved to one of the Cheyenne pickups with machine guns and grabbed hold of it as he readied and started shooting all the bullets fed from the ammo belts it had on it.

Soon enough he shot a rain of bullets over all the walkers still moving in the place cleaving them to pieces. After making sure there were no more walkers coming from any place around the base perimeter or the buildings after making so much noise in the place with the loud gunfire of the machine gun he descended from the back of the pickup along with an ammo box that he dropped it in the truck beside it and entered into the pilot seat and turned the key they had already been inserted in there. The truck rumbled to life as Paul twisted the ignition key. The roar of the Cheyenne's engine was nothing compared to the combined noises from the walkers outside the National Guard base's front gate. Hundreds of walkers pressed against the metal barrier and the concrete wall.

Paul shifted the truck into gear, rolling it beside the front gate. He swung out of the driver's seat, climbing into the back of the pickup, he locked his hands around the cold grip of the mounted machine gun. His fingers brushed the trigger as he observed the scene, taking in the sheer density of rotting bodies clawing at the gate.

Paul didn't waste time. The belt-fed ammo clicked into place, and with a push of his fingers in the triggers, the machine gun roared to life.

The first burst tore through the walkers at the front of the pack. Their heads exploded in messy sprays of bone and gore, dropping them instantly. Paul swung the gun in a tight arc, the barrel chewing through the horde as the bullets tore them apart. Walkers staggered, their bodies jerking violently as the large caliber rounds punched through torsos and limbs alike.

The noise was deafening, drowning out everything but the relentless rattle of the gun. Brass casings cascaded to the truck bed, piling up at his feet as Paul worked the weapon without pause. He kept his bursts controlled, aiming for the head of the walkers in the densest clusters. The walkers' sheer numbers meant that even as the front line collapsed, new ones surged forward, trampling over the fallen.

The barrel of the machine gun began to faintly heat, but Paul didn't care he wouldn't be shooting more than two or three hundred rounds. He adjusted his aim higher, tearing through a second wave of walkers, severing heads and ripping through torsos. Pieces of flesh and tattered clothing flew into the air. The pressure on the gate disappeared as the bodies piled up.

The ammo belt clicked as it fed another new set of rounds into the machine gun. The remaining walkers kept trying to move to the front gate as Paul was in there and the noise also originated there, mindless and unyielding. Paul narrowed his eyes and adjusted his aim again.

This time, he fired short bursts at the remaining walkers, instead of going full auto like before. The heads of the walkers exploded like overripe melons, spraying around the air their sickening gore. Others stumbled as their legs were shredded out from under them, their torsos collapsing to the ground, still writhing. Paul ignored the wrigglers for now, focusing on the ones still standing and pressing forward.

The pile of corpses was growing, creating a choke point at the gate. The walkers stumbled over their fallen, making them easy targets as Paul swept the gun back and forth. The stench was overwhelming as rotten meat and gunpowder lingered in the air, but Paul tried to not bother about the combination, while he liked the gunpowder smell the rotten meat not so much. His current thoughts were reduced to the gun in his hands and the targets in his sights.

Another ammo belt was out. Paul let the gun cool as he let it be. He observed the group in the distance moving in this direction, there were not many walkers remaining outside the gate, only less than twenty and those still alive in the pile of bodies that didn't represent a danger anymore but still tried to move.

Paul stepped down from the truck, his boots crunching on spent casings. He grabbed his bayonet and jumped over the gate killing a walker in the pile as he crushed his head as he descended on it.

His eyes scanned the pile, searching for any sign of movement as he moved along the road, killing those he could get sight of as he walked along the road to welcome the group's arrival.

Not long after they came to a stop in front of him, descending from the cars.

"We started to think that something happened to you already because we hadn't seen you for a couple of hours since you entered a side building when we saw you exit through the main to outside," Andrés said as he came beside him with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, things happened." Paul smiled as he cleaned a little of the walker's blood from his face. "There were survivors in there, that used my time. Female survivors if u know what I mean."

"Dude, what about your girls back home?" Andrés asked him with doubt.

"Oh, there will be no problem. They know I can satisfy them all the time." Paul shrugged smugly.

"Alright, it's your call and your matters I will not say anything more." Andrés shrugged seeing that he didn't have any worries about the matter. "Do you got to see good stuff in here, to bring back? These bodies around here and those that were roaming inside had guns and ammo in them even if there was nothing left inside that we could scavenge."

"Yes, there is a good amount of big guns and ammo piled inside for us to loot, in the male and female dorms there are armories with stuff still in there," Paul said to him. "There is also the matter of the bodies that also need to be picked up clean of anything worth, we need to take also these trucks with mounted machine guns in them as they would be useful for scavenge parties back in the hotel."

"There is food in their kitchen storage to move and there is some stock of meds in their little first aid room. So there is quite an amount of work to do, we will be here all afternoon looting this place." Paul continued.

Then he looked at their new group of people joining their community who wanted to do their part and contribute.

"Paul, how did it go?" Miguel asked Paul after he stopped talking with Andrés, they were speaking in English so they didn't know too many things about what he said to him as they only knew so much of it, but maybe there was someone in them who was more acquainted with the language.

ES "Miguel! Yes, there is a lot of good stuff." Paul smiled seeing him and the rest that were looking forward to starting looting the base as they also knew that there must be a lot of guns in there.

Paul started speaking with them in Spanish about what they would do in the following hours, first with cleaning the walkers beside them outside the base and then those inside the perimeter before entering the buildings. He advised them to equip themselves with weapons from the dead bodies that he killed first so they could kill and defend themselves from the walkers who were still alive in the pile of bodies all over the compound. Then, to start looting them of anything useful as they pushed them out of the road so they could get inside with the cars and later leave with them loaded with all the things from this place along with the trucks with their mounted machine guns.

And to watch out for each other as they moved in the place, as he wasn't sure there wouldn't be some walker lingering still in there.

They needed to pile all the things they got to find in the parade ground that was beside the entrance and the buildings so they could then stash everything from there into the cars and trucks. Then to check all over the perimeter outside the buildings before entering to loot them all of anything worth inside.

"We will do it."

"Yes, we will do it. You already did most of the hard and dangerous part, now this is just muscle work with little to no danger."

"Leave it to us."

"Let's get hands on the job."

Paul smiled as he saw the 20 people who had a few women in the group start working.

"Alright, I will leave you here to help them Andrés until you all clean this place before you move inside the base, I will open the door so you can get in and then I will move into the building where you saw me enter before so I grab my new girls to do another thing." Paul patted Andrés shoulder as he commented to him what he would do now, differently from the menial work of the rest.

"Okay," Andrés answered him with a wry smile as he too started working with the rest.

As Paul walked he heard the group of people telling Andres to not bother himself in looting the bodies, as he was the medic they had along with Liza back at the hotel. When he got beside the metal gate he togged the door and destroyed his lock as he moved it to one side, bending the bars in the process as if they were made of clay instead of metal.

After that, he moved again into the female personnel lodging to look for Evelyn and Aline, intending to take them to bury their father in the base grounds, a place where he served and died protecting it and the people.


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