At 2 midnight, Sparrow and the others arrived. Elios and Hawk were already waiting at the door pushing a hospital stretcher to the backseat.
Elios carefully climbed into the backseat to firmly hold onto the thick towel that was placed under the patient and he instructed Hawk to slowly lift the other end of the towel. They worked together to carefully place the patient on the stretcher before they could wheel him inside the building to the operating table.
Kisha and Duke silently supported the two men and prevented them from stumbling into any obstacles until they reached the operating theater. And since there was no active nurse present in their team, Hawk stepped up to take the position to assist Elios during the operation.
This did not pose a big issue to Elios as he is the hailed medical genius in the Medical industry. He only allowed Hawk to pass him the needed tools and devices while he was operating, even before Sparrow and the others arrived, he already prepared all the possible tools and equipment he would need during the operation to lessen his burden and to prevent it from taking too much of his time.
From anesthesia, blood suction, and suturing of the open wound, he performed everything as cleanly and orderly as possible. He remained calm all throughout the 12-hour operation and he kept steady and focused.
During the operation, Duke and Kisha were anxiously waiting outside, they already sent Sparrow and Vulture to rest, so the long and dark corridor seemed gloomy which added to their anxiousness. They both saw how much damage the man's body had sustained and his breathing could stop at any time, Kisha was already amazed at how tenacious the man was for holding that long.
But he clearly lost too much blood and also suffered from internal bleeding any of his wounds were deadly on their own but he sustained all possible deadly wounds. He was only holding onto his life through his strong will to survive.
It was clear that the perpetrator wanted him dead, he must have gotten hold of an important information so the enemy wanted to silence him. Duke and Kisha understand this well that's why they are anxious for the man's survival.
They have yet to identify the survivor as he was covered in thick hardened black and human blood all over his body. If not for his uniform and the crest embedded in it that could hardly be recognized, would Sparrow and Vulture realize that he is one of them?
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Back to 10 hours ago.
Sparrow drove to the streets they recently took to escape the city, according to Kisha, it was safer compared to the other busy streets and main roads.
They did not waste too much time traveling and circled the last location they knew where the others went missing. Not wanting to get unwanted attention from zombies and people, they parked the car in a nearby parking lot in an abandoned commercial building and hid their car through the junk.
Sparrow and Vulture both held military knives in their hand and an assault rifle with a silencer in their backs. They also brought military backpacks filled with water and dry rations with medical kits, spare bullets, and loaded magazines.
Although they have awakened their abilities, Kisha told them not to be too reliant on their abilities as it consume their energy, so they have to use them moderately, especially since they have yet to master the control.
Keeping this in mind, they move silently and swiftly through the streets. Eliminating two to three zombies on sight. They rarely rely on guns and only use them when they are faced with a big group of zombies or when they are fleeing.
Repeating this process as they slowly move around to reach their target location. They exhausted two magazines each and were too tired to move so they decided to stop for a while and eat.
"There, I think it has a great vantage point." Pointed by Sparrow as he tapped on Vulture's shoulder. Vulture followed his finger pointing at a one-story toy store in front.
The surrounding buildings are all old commercial one-story buildings located in the old commercial street on the west side of the city. This place was on the opposite side of the now-newly developed commercial streets which are full of luxury brands and high-end malls.
The toy store has enough cover with the use of the big bear signage and there was a torn tarp placed on the flat surface of the roof, maybe the owner used it to cover the roof from leakage. The two circled and saw a 6-7 feet tall wall behind the store, Vulture used it as leverage to climb the roof of the toy store. It wasn't that hard for him to climb up the wall with a heavy baggage tied to his back but compared to him, Sparrow brings about a small windstorm enough to lift him up to the roof.
He looked down on Vulture who was working hard to climb up with a taunting smirk on his face.
Vulture was so triggered that he wanted to pull Sparrow's feet and drag him down from the roof. 'This asshole! Not only did you not help me up, you even came to provoke me?!' His nostrils flared up.
With a heavy heart, he climbs up faster and once they have sat their asses off the roof, Sparrow surveyed the surroundings for any danger or signs. Once everything was clear, they ate their rations and rested for 10 minutes, after their quick rest, they left to go straight to the edge of the west district where the convoy was lost.
"Is this really the right place?" Asked Vulture as he slowly took his step in an alert manner.
"This is the last known location we found on Tristan's table, even if they are not here. We could try looking for clues." Right after he finished his sentence he noticed a pool of blood outside a residential apartment's side door. It was inconspicuous and he felt a loud thumb in his heart and gave him a premonition he did not want to see.
He cautiously surveyed the place and looked around, indeed, he found one of the convoy's vehicles that crashed into a telephone pole a few blocks away from them. They rushed to check but aside from the bloody seats, they found nothing, the people inside were missing.
He saw dents and scratches on the armored car, he investigated and found a bullet stuck to the hinge of the car window. The bullets did not penetrate the bulletproof body and window of the car but they were cornered in the pursuit and were led to hit the telephone pole. They probably tried to maneuver but it looks like another car rammed them from the back based on the huge dent, preventing them from taking other actions.
Looking at the traces left in the car, they probably used a sticky bomb as the left back door was blown off, and while the passengers were lightheaded and unsteady, they took the chance to stab them in tendons and stuffed their mouths to prevent them from committing suicide. Following the blood traces, they were most likely dragged down from the vehicle as they struggled violently, their joints were dislocated and broken if not, there would be no chance for the enemy to drag them out. These were all their deduction based on the traces left
As they continued to follow the traces and type the report on their phone, they felt like they ate shit, their strong emotions are eating away at their rationality and they wanted to burn the place down. The pool of blood they saw earlier must be the place where they were dumped while they were barely breathing after the bout of torture.
Sparrow and Vulture were not sure if they were tortured for information or for other purpose. With that much splattered blood on the floor and the chaotic scene, they must have been attacked by zombies and they couldn't fight back, they deduced based on the scene but since their bodies were not there, they had a small hope that they might have crawled inside the building or rather, they made themselves believe that there's still a little hope. Both of them dragged their heavy feet and entered the residential building.
They just entered and they already met one, half his body was bitten off, to the point that his bones were in plain sight, and his face was half eaten showing a bloody skull and hanging eyeballs. Their poor comrade couldn't even make a growling sound as he crawled to reach their feet because his jaw was dislocated and hanging loosely while his tongue was bitten off and the remaining part was churning up and down. The black thick blood slowly dripped. It was a hell of a sight that burned Sparrow's and Vulture's anger and hatred for the perpetrator.
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Vulture promptly dealt with his comrade by stabbing his military knife into his skull. As a form of respect for his late comrade, he firmly supported his falling head and steadily placed it on the floor, searched for his dog tag, and solemnly put it in his breast pocket with a raging fire eating at his heart he swore to take revenge on the culprit.
Both of them were overwhelmed by grief and anger, and this was the very first time they felt so powerless.
They tightened their grip on the knives, their knuckles turning white and their jaws tense from trying to rein in their rage to avoid clouding their judgment.
They forced themselves to continue searching for others, each step they took felt so heavy, their hearts drowning as they followed the traces.
The second trace led them to one of the residential doors on the first floor, both of them looked at each other, determination reflected in their black orbs, and then nodded at each other. No matter what they see here, they decided to do everything they could to move forward.
Sparrow signaled to Vulture that he'd open the door, so Vulture nodded after Sparrow pulled open the door, Vulture quickly and cautiously entered the dimly lit room, he scanned the room and reached out to the wall near the door to turn on the switch.
Once the light was on, he saw three dead bodies lying symmetrically on the floor covered by a thin cloth, so he took it off and saw that they were probably the three other men from the car earlier. They look a little better than the one they saw outside but not that much better.
He knocks at the side of the door to inform Sparrow that the room is clear.
Sparrow entered, shut the door, and locked it from the inside to prevent anything or anyone from attacking them from the back. After that, he strode straight to the three men lying on the ground and inspected their wounds.
He saw that they were the same as their comrade outside, they were bitten all over their body and it was hard to recognize them anymore so he slowly searched them for their dog tags. After securing their dog tags, he stared at them for a while and nodded, as if he realized something.
Vulture waited for him to explain what he found out, soon, Sparrow's solemn and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, asking. "Didn't Tristan and the others went over to support the convoy?!"
Vulture looked up to think and he nodded. "Yes, he brought everyone from the base to assist the madam and master." Soon after, he realized what he was implying and went out to follow his lead.
Straight away, they fought the zombies they saw along the way in search of the people who respectfully ended their brother's suffering and climbed each floor in caution.
On the third floor, they saw traces of fighting and bullets stuck on the walls, blood stains were all over the place so they carefully forced open each door to find more clues. On the last unit, before they were able to open the door, they heard low growls and grunts.
With a heavy heart, they forcefully entered and dealt with the zombies inside. Like the previous situations, there are three more of their comrades inside but they are in a lot worse shape than the previous four.
One of them had a severed arm, his tendons were cut off, gushing bullet holes in his body, and was knawed by zombies on every part. The other one has broken limbs, his throat was torn open from a bite and even his eyes were not spared and was eaten. The last one met a more tragic end than the rest, he's barely able to move because he is almost only left with bones.
Witnessing this tragic end, the two felt their chest heaving uncontrollably, and their whole body trembled. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't contain their bitter tears anymore and they sat on the floor as they silently mourned for their lost brothers.
They cried for five whole minutes, they knew that crying would not achieve anything but they still cried to let out their grief and sorrow for their brothers. After they let their feelings take over, they felt a little refreshed and then collected themselves to start working.
They gathered the dog tags and made sure to take pictures just like they did in the previous four and continued to type their report. Once everything was organized and the pictures were attached, Sparrow sent the report to Duke.
Afterward, they left the room to head back. Sparrow's head was lowered, a little dejected from everything they witnessed and because they failed to gather more information about the other's whereabouts.
In his peripheral view, he caught sight of red droplets towards the stairs and through closer inspection, it turned out to be a blood trail. They followed it all the way to the fifth floor, and then they stood in front of the utility room.
They looked at each other's nervous eyes and instantly entered, but they did not forget to secure the place. What greeted them was a bloody mess of a man who was bathing in his own pool of blood.
His face was covered by dried blood together with knife wounds so they couldn't recognize him, Sparrow stepped closer and squatted in front of the man to get a better visual. He notices his uniform with their squad's crest embedded in his chest.
He turned excited after finding out that he was one of them, but was also afraid to dampen his hope if he found out that he was already dead. Despite the turmoil he felt inside, he placed his index finger under the man's nose and his other hand is feeling the man's pulse.
He was devastated when he did not feel air coming out of the man's nostrils and his pulse beat. However, before he took his hands off, he felt a weak hot air coming from his nose. He was stunned for a minute and looked at Vulture, who met his eyes with wide eyes.
Vulture could tell from Sparrow's reaction that something was up. So he started to get anxious watching.
Sparrow continued to check the man's breathing and pulse for a whole minute. "He's alive!" He yelped.
In a panic, he fished out his phone from his pocket and struggled to text Duke with his trembling hands. "Boss, we've found one survivor but he's wretch!"
He made sure that the text was delivered, and then he sent out Vulture to get the car while he performed the first aid. He first took off the man's clothes, including the pants, took some folded clean towels from the basket in the corner and slowly wiped the man's body off of blood, he boiled water in the electric kettle from the mini kitchen located inside the utility room. Once the water was boiling, he took the biggest bowl he could find from the kitchen and put some water and mixed some hot water in it to continue to clean the man's body.
But he could not completely clean him due to the hardened blood so he focused on where the fatal wounds were and cleaned around it. His face has hardened blood but only has minor injuries so Sparrow let it be.
As he performs the first aid, he continues to inspect the gravity of his injuries. He would touch his body from time to time to check if he had broken ribs or bones, and because of it, the man would let out a weak grunt that was as soft as a kitten's purr.
When he was almost done dressing his wounds, Vulture burst in, he was drenched in his own sweat. He must have sprinted from the residential area to the abandoned building where they left the car.
"Is there anything I can do?" Vulture asked, not minding his fatigue. He was still panting and wiping his sweat using his sleeves.
However, before they could talk more. Sparrow's phone rang loudly, breaking the room's silence. They look startled and look at each other. When he checked, he found out that Duke was video-calling him, so he promptly answered.
Before he could ask Duke anything, the phone was passed to Elios. He immediately understood what Duke wanted him to do, so he explained the general situation of the patient since he was not a medical expert he could only describe his findings.
Elios did not waste time greeting any of them and went straight to asking the status of the survivor and even asked Sparrow to slowly zoom in the camera around the patient's body as he examined the wounds. With limited access to the patient's body, he pulled Hawk to the floor and placed the camera on the floor leaning 90 degrees on Duke's mahogany table.
He slowly instructed Sparrow using Hawk as a model on how to correctly adjust the dislocated bones, how to effectively close the big wounds with their available medical supply, and many more. Making sure that they did not miss any procedure, he advised them to transport him using a thick towel that could support his whole body so that it would be easier later to transfer him from the car to the stretcher.
Vulture made a makeshift cloth stretcher when he heard Elios mention it. After Sparrow completed all the necessary emergency treatment, they carefully placed the man in the towel stretcher, covered his body with a clean towel to prevent him from catching a cold and left the building in a steady but swift manner. And drove away to send him to the base.
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