Kapitel 207: To Fort Yano (17)
<Author's note: The things (racism, sexism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>
4:02 pm.
There was a convoy of three vehicles running down the road at a semi-slow pace.
On each side of the vehicles, there was a soldier carrying weapons, both System and non-System, while jogging at the same pace as the vehicles.
The vehicle leading the convoy was a six-wheeler armored military vehicle with a heavy machine gun mounted on its top. And behind the heavy machine gun, there was a soldier looking through a pair of binoculars.
The vehicle in the middle was a six-wheeler military truck with its tarpaulin at the back removed, revealing a group of people of different ages dressed in civilian clothes seating.
And the vehicle at the rear end of the convy was an eight-wheeler commercial truck.
Just like the second vehicle, its back had no covers, revealing a number of items, such as appliances, food and etc., and also two men dressed in a different set of uniform sitting and talking while smoking a cigarette.
Inside the first vehicle.
"Captain Lu, I swear to God, if you were there, even you would be laughing your ass off. That comedy duo is really hilarious. Hehe~" said the driver.
Captain Lu smiled and said, "Since you're the one saying that, then it must be true."
"Once we get back to Fort Yano, let's bring the whole squad there."
"Tonight?"
"Yes, captain. They perform every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday night. They start at 8:00 pm and end at 9:00 pm."
"Oh, so it's a one-hour show?"
"Yes, captain. And the nice thing about their performance is that as much as possible, they try to use new material."
"Wow, that's quite impressive. Sure, let's go there tonight."
"Nice! Also, captain, there will be a lot of beautiful girls there. And with you there, we'll surely attract all of the girls to our table. Those bastards at the other platoons will surely be pissed! Hahaha~!"
Captain Lu just smiled and shook his head.
Aside from having a face that was very easy on the eyes, Captain Lu was only 24 years old.
Before he decided to join the military 3 years ago, he was already a holder of a 4-year college degree. Thanks to this, right after he completed the basic training for the military for 3 months, he was immediately eligible to apply for a higher rank and receive training.
The radio suddenly made crackling sounds and then said, "Captain. Spotted two unidentified targets. Adult male in black and a little girl in pink. 30 meters north. Over."
It was the soldier behind the turret on the first vehicle.
Captain Lu grabbed the radio.
"Young, what's their status?"
"They don't seem to be hurt but aren't moving either. They're just standing at the side of the road."
"All units, prepare for contact."
A series of replies came…
"Roger that, captain."
"Roger that, captain."
"Roger that, captain."
***
Nathan and Zita were standing at the side of the road and waiting for the convoy.
"Zita, remember what we talked about, okay?"
"Yes. We shouldn't reveal that we're Chosen Ones or Prophets. And if someone asks why I don't have any skills or spells, I will tell them that I'm saving my skill points."
"What about how many skill points a person gets?"
"At Level 1, you get one free skill point. At Level 5, you get another skill point. And from thereon, you get one skill point after every five levels."
"Good. How many minutes does it require to recover a single mana point?
"Every 4 minutes."
"Very good. What about the stats?"
"At Level 1, you don't get any free stat points. But after that, every time you level up, you get 2 free stat points."
"Very good again. And if someone asks you about your stats?"
"I won't tell. Also, I will only reveal 50% of my strength so that when the time comes that I will have to fight them, they will be caught in surprise."
"Excellent. And if someone asks about why we have different items?"
"I also won't tell. But if I get into a situation where I have no choice to tell, I will just say that I got them from killing a zombie."
"What a very smart lady," Nathan said and smiled before proceeding to pat her head.
Pat.
Pat.
When the convoy was about 10 meters away from Nathan and Zita, two soldiers, specifically the ones who were jogging by the side of the first vehicle, came to them.
While the two soldiers were still a couple of feet away from Nathan and Zita, they couldn't help but noticed a few things.
The first thing they noticed was Nathan's height.
Although Nathan was obviously a brown-skinned Asian, in Muwin, the average height was 5'7" for the men and 5'5" for the women.
The second thing they noticed was that Zita was Caucasian because it was rare to see a brown-skinned Asian man with a Caucasian kid here in the province.
In Muwin, any place that's outside St. Augustine City which capital city of Muwin located in the northern region and also outside of high-tier cities is considered the province.
The third thing they noticed was the "costume" that Nathan and Zita were wearing, especially Nathan who was in complete medieval leather costume.
This caused them to drop their guard by at least half and assumed Nathan was either an idiot or he and Zita are foreigners.
As to why they assumed he was an idiot, in Muwin, the climate here is tropical so there are only two seasons: very hot and very wet.
Which is why it takes a very special kind of idiot to wear what he was wearing, not to mention medieval costumes aren't even part of their culture.
Yes, Muwin was colonized by Regis, but they have their own traditional costumes, weapons, armors, etc. that's specifically made to wear in a tropical climate.
The two soldiers finally got to Nathan and Zita.
Seeing them up close, they were left puzzled about something.
In Nathan's case, they couldn't see the System headgear, Earrings or Bandana, on him. He was instead only wearing a black-colored metal helmet.
As for the other items, they concluded it was covered by his costume. The only visible System equipment on him was the chain of the Amulet around his neck.
Meanwhile, in Zita's case, she too had no Earrings or Bandana. However, instead of a helmet, she was wearing a tiara.
Their eyes bounced between Nathan and Zita.
'Nowadays, it's rare to encounter people outside without a complete set...' they thought.
This caused to let them to drop their guard even more.
The convoy stopped but drivers didn't turn off the engines.
"We are the Armed Forces of Muwin. Who are you and what's your business?" one of the soldiers said in Regisian.
They assumed Nathan and Zita were foreigners because they were too embarrassed to acknowledge that an idiot like Nathan is a Muwinian. It also helped that it was rare to see a brown-skinned Asian man with a Caucasian kid here in the province.
Nathan made a quick review of the two soldiers' attire.
'Although some of their System items are hidden by the uniform, judging from their Earring, Necklace, Rings and Armband alone tells me that they haven't been to the Divine Tower…'
'But just in case, I need to be careful. These are third-world soldiers after all…'
With third-world cops and soldiers, their equipment is inferior, the pay is low, and there's also the rampant in-your-face corruption that even a blind man could see it. Because of these factors, there really isn't that much incentive for cops, soldiers and normal citizens to trust each other and follow the law. Everyone is just in this state where they consider the laws as nothing more than guidelines than actual rules that need to be followed.
As a matter of fact, in the southern region of Muwin, especially among Muwinian-Iklasian communities, the police are no different from security guards in the eyes of the people there.
It's only the soldiers that the people there are fearful of and respect.
Nathan wore a friendly but not too friendly expression, just enough, and combined it with a semi-worried expression as well.
"Msir, mwe're msurvivors mheading mto Fort Yano mto mseek mshelter..."
When the two soldiers heard Nathan's accent, although it sounded a little stiff, there was no doubt that he was a native speaker and was in the lower middle-class bracket.
They were also sad to know that he was actually a Muwinian.
"Mdo myou mhave many mother mcompanions?"
"Mno, msir. Mit's mjust mme mand mthis mlittle mgirl," Nathan said and placed his hand on top of Zita's head.
The two soldiers' eyes bounced between Nathan and Zita.
"Mjust mthe mboth mof myou?"
"Myes, msir. Mit's mjust mus."
For some reason, they couldn't help but find another thing suspicious.
Putting aside the fact they still think Nathan was an idiot because of his attire, what they found suspicious is that they weren't carrying any bags except for the small pouch of Zita's waist.
Normally, they wouldn't find this strange at all because they've met some survivors on the road carrying nothing except for the clothes on their back and whatever belongings they could carry on their hand while running for their lives from the zombies or from someone.
In fact, some of the people who were currently in the second vehicle were like that.
However, for these two, they were too clean. Just way too clean. They didn't look like they just came from a dangerous situation at all.
As for the possibility that they just took a bath, the two soldiers dismissed it because someone who just took a bath would've had a strong "soapy" or "shampooey" smell.
And neither Nathan nor Zita had that, not to mention that Zita would've had wet hair.
A radio from one of the soldiers at the back suddenly made crackling sounds.
"Mhey! Mth mcaptain mis masking mwhat's the hold up," one of the soldiers at the back said.
"Myou're min mluck. Mwe're mon mour mway mto Fort Yano mright mnow mas mwell. Mboth mof myou mcan mhop mon mthe mtruck min mthe mmiddle," one of the soldiers interviewing Nathan and Zita said.
"Mreally?!" Nathan said before flashing a happy and thankful expression and bowing his head a few times. "Mthank myou, msir! Mthank myou!"
The soldier looked at his companion and said, "Mescort mthem mto mthe mtruck. Mi'm mgoing mto mreport mthe msituation mto mthe mcaptain."
"Msure," the other soldier said before turning to Nathan and Zita, "Mplease mfollow mme."
While Nathan and Zita were following the soldier to the second vehicle, Captain Lu stepped out of the first vehicle.
"Nathan? Mis mthat… mis mthat myou?"
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