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In a shack inside this village, the commander of Shi Huang Squad and other soldiers have gathered to discuss their next plan. The men inside that shack are all the commanders of their respective squads. There are four commanders and a soldier who is sitting on the desk and tries to establish a radio connection with the nearest base to report that their mission hasn't worked exactly well for all of them. The radio on that desk is a L3Harris The RF-7850S SPR, an advanced radio model for the 2020s, one that works well to this time on times like this. While the person tries to establish a communication to their base, the four commanders are gathered around a table, with a big map of this area. The four commanders do not have any names, they are called by their squad name.
"Shi Huang." says one commander to Shi Huang leader.
"What is it, Reido?" asks Shi Huang to the man named Reido, a middle-aged man, slim, with long beard and long hair, wearing sunglasses.
"How was the situation here before you all arrived?"
"It was bad." says Shi Huang. "Really bad.", he walks away from the table, walks toward the nearest window, where he looks at the other soldiers carrying the remaining bodies of zombies from this village where they'll burn it outside the village. "There were more than a hundred of them here…" he looks back at the people, standing near the window. "We fought hard for this village. We all thought at one point we will not make it… But we did it."
"And you used all of your ammunition?" asks a commander with glasses with a military cap on his bald head.
"Yes, Turbo." says Shi Huang commander.
"Understood. And when did it happen? When did you realize you've used the entire ammunition?"
"I am not sure," says the commander. "Probably at the last wave of zombies. That time I ordered my people to switch to their melee weapons, stand close to each other and protect ourselves as best as we could." He then walks over to the table, looks at the map and points at the city where the other squads had to retreat. "So you say this city cannot be established into a safe zone, right?"
"Right." says the commander with short blonde hair, a piercing on his lips and a tiger tattoo on the left cheek. That commander wears a tag on the military uniform with the label that is written in Spanish: "El Tigro".
"How many have died?" asks the Shi Huang commander.
"Fifteen." responds Turbo. "Three squads, El Meca, Adidas and Tarantula."
"Fine people…" says Shi Huang, feeling bad for this loss. "They were fine people. Strong and smart."
"And now what will we do?" asks El Tigro. "Will we stay here until further instructions?"
"Looks like it." says Reido.
"In the meantime," says Shi Huang. "We can fortify the village. Use anything heavy to create walls around this village."
"That's what you want to do?" asks Turbo to Shi Huang.
"Yes." says Shi Huang, and points all around the cities on the map. "These places are considered to have millions of zombies. If one day, they all decide to walk to our safe zone, we will all be swapped away like many other safe zones all around Europe. We will have to gather anything heavy we can see to use it as a barricade. Trucks, trailers, containers, it doesn't matter. Then we'll have to scout for fences to make electrical fences like an outpost from Japan I've heard from a person who left that outpost."
"Why would he leave the outpost?" asks Turbo as a curiosity.
"That person wanted to join the Fighters."
"Ah, he comes to training, right?" asks El Tigro.
Shi Huang only shook his head in approval.
"Good idea." says Turbo to Shi Huang. "But how would we carry it? We only have helicopters."
"Do you have hinges?" asks Shi Huang.
"Good idea." says Reido to Shi Huang. "Our helicopters can carry a trailer and containers from a nearby deposit.", he looks at the map and points to a truck deposit not far away from here. "Maybe there we can find some trailers and containers that we can use for our walls. And these containers may have supplies, food, and water."
"Maybe weapons too." says El Tigro.
"Small chances, El Tigro." says Turbo to El Tigro. "China had a strict gun law back then."
"I see." says El Tigro.
"Good. Is it official?" asks Shi Huang to the squad of four commanders.
"Yes," says Turbo. "I'll send six people and two helicopters to go and bring as much stuff as they can from that depo."
"Good to hear." says Shi Huang. "The rest of us, we should focus on cleaning all the bodies from the village."
Soon, the commanders of their respective squads leave the shack to let the person on the desk work to a radio communication with the nearest base The Organization opens. The soldier explained this process will take longer since their nearest base is approximately 4000 kilometers away from their location. This radio station can make this connection secure because it has been upgraded a month ago by a genius technician from Micoy (the base they are trying to contact).
After the commanders have left the shack, they all walk toward the entrance of the village, where the helicopter's pilots are helping the soldiers carry the bodies of the dead humans. The pilots were stopped from working by their commanders, who had ordered them to prepare for a trip to the nearest truck depot to take anything heavy with their helicopters. But the pilots have told their commanders their transportation needs have run out of fuel after they travel far away from Chengdu, the place where they last refueled their helicopters last time.
"How much fuel do you need?" asks El Tigro.
"A lot." says the pilot after he and his copilot have thrown a zombie body into the body pile. "But not any fuel. We need jet fuel. And the nearest airport is hundreds of kilometers away from us."
"We'll find a way." says El Tigro to the pilots, then he looks at the commanders. "Give me three men and I will bring back this jet fuel in no time."
"You sure can do this?" asks Shi Huang.
"I can do it." says El Tigro assures the group. "I've been through the worst situations in Palestine before this apocalypse came. I've been dealing with the fall of Odessa. This will be a walk in a park."
"Understood." says Turbo. "Go ahead if you can do it."
"When will you leave?" asks Reido.
"Now." says El Tigro. "We need the fuel as fast as possible."
An hour later, a jeep leaves the Dicang village, in that jeep there is the commander named El Tigro and three fighters, from those three fighters there is Ri Ku, who has volunteered to be a part of this mission. While in the jeep, the group listens to the mixtape of El Tigro, which contains mostly music that Mexicans would enjoy. The group did not comment on this, they did not say anything to their commander during their trip to the nearest abandoned airport.