*step step step*

“Already?”

“Yes.”

The group hurried over to the lobby to see strangely two civilians car parked at the front of the hotel.

“Huh?”

“Sorry, most guys were busy……So I had the civilians to intervene.”

Cook goes over to pay the two drivers as the group walks towards them in full gear. Still not beliving what they were seeing. Although a bit cram even If they had divided the group in two.

*closes door*

*vrroooom*

“Short on people?”

“Yes, most of then are working on replanishing defenses or working on infrastructure.”

Jonh takes out a note of ten dollars from his pocket and tries to give It to Cook.

“Don’t be short on money then.”

“No need Jonh. This job pays very well……and we don’t use this type of dollar anymore.”

“Really?!!? Is something wrong with mine?”

“Here.”

Cook shows to him a bright yellow mark on his 1 dollar bill.

“This is from the federal reserve. I will ask If we can do an exchange for you.”

“Thanks.”

As the adults were cram inside the small vehicle Owen was on Mike’s lap observing the old city. Graffiti and boarded up places were the norm but somethimes he could see people walking up and down, grocery shopping and talking to eachother. But always in safety of perimiter made by the military. All along the way their presense massified every turned conner.

“Mister Cook where are going?”

“To the old factories in this town.”

“Are going to work there?”

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“No but I may have a suprise for all you.”

With this final message from the supervisor they spend just some minutes to finally arrived at the location.

An old industrial facility was there to greet them. Although old and decrepted the soldiers and civilian construction workers where there helping rejuvinating the place. The towering chimineries dead for decades now spilling white smoke like the old days. The sound of machinery was being heard once more as the doors and dockeys were rushing with workers.

*closes door*

“Quite site we have here, huh?”

“The glory of the midwest. It’s industry.”

“How the hell did you do that in months……In my whole life thouses were long passed dead.”

“Shall we go inside.”

“Of course, supervisor.”

The group unites once more to go inside. At the front door a worker gave Owen, Suzan, Cook and Carol a safety helmet.

“Hey mister?”

“What you need kid?”

“Can you give me one more for my friend?”

“Fuaaaah.”

The worker looked in disbelif as he saw Phyro he hesitantly gave the boy the helmet he needed.

*strap helmet*

“I think this will do.”

“(distant)Son, What are doing over there?”

“I’am going daddy.”

The boy rushed back to his parents. While the worker stared at him all along the way.

The atmosfere inside was an organized caos. Gun parts being produceed tossed around and tested on the spots. Ammo was being too produced from a simple tube to the final product in a instant, checked for any problems and already shipped away in crates.

Owen watched in facination at the process being done there. But there was no time waste they enter futher into the factory with Cook leading them into the upstairs offices.

*Knoc knoc*

“Come in.”

*opens door*

The group was greeted by man in white coats and other two officers wearing the sames clothes as Cook. They were all quick to greet Cook and Suzan almost ignoring completly the blazing dragons.

“Have a seat please.”

“Thank you.”

“And thouses are the new PMCs.”

“Yes. They are working as the personal bodyguards of the head researcher and as my troops as statated in my report.”

“Yes I have red that thing. So you really took one out.”

“Not me but then.”

The two officers looked suprised at the group. Embaressed they all apologize for not greet them. But they were especially interest on Owen and Phyro.

“Hey kid.”

“Yes, mister?”

“Is that a really……a dragon?”

“Yes. He even breaths fire.”

“Did you help take down that……monster.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Supervisor Cook-”

“I understand I will disclosure that in private.”

*clear throat*

With a rough transition Suzan the room goes silent for a moment.

"Sorry for interrupting…..But I need to talk to the research team of the northen front.”

The two man in white coat looked at eachother before talking to her.

“We are the research team.”

“Representative.”

“No we are what’s left of the whole branch.”

“……May I ask how?”

“We were stationed near the front lines to observe the new species…….The army quickly destroyed the remenents of the werewolves in the great lakes. But even when they were put in the blink of collapse they would’nt even dare to go up into Canada………”

“I heard about that almost even as they feared something or had some sort of agreement.”

“Yeah the army went upfront and almost all of them were eliminated. 15 to 10% of companies being destroyed. We were just able to stabilized the whole front when the heavy machinery went in.”

“We know that. They were even using body armour to cover their body.”

Jonh interupts the researcher conversation between Suzan and the white coat man.

“So that’s explain why they were having trouble taking down just one. Do you have any evidence of that claim?”

“Suzan.”

“Yes.”

Suzan pushes a folder with all the data they have gathered from the last incident.

*rustling paper*

Their eyes quickly red through the papers and examine the images. Their face turned into one of suprise and intrigue. While they two researchers were reading the papers the two officers went to grab a crate nearby.

“Well then, better stock up then.”

*opens crates*

“What is this.”

“New ammo from that are being produced here.”

Inside the ammo was neatly organized into ammo boxes. One of the officers took of the boxes and shows It to the group. They were similar to the 556 carried by the group but the tip was full metal jacket with the tip colored in green and yellow.

While Owen was jumping to see what was on the table Mike seeing this went to ask the two man.

“That’s explosive. we will not carry that. we already have ways to take them down.”

“I understand that soldier and we know It’s experimental. But that was what the northen research team left for you guys.”

“So we are guinea pigs them?”

The other man intervenes.

“No the will be issue to a whole platoon in the next few weeks. Alongside a 10mm pistol.”

“………What are the especs of the bullet.”

“They are hevier and slower like a 762 but they hit like a slug with almost no diference in recoil.”

“Any special kit or conversion?”

“No.”

“(sarcastic) So vet, What do you say gonna try It.”

“Can’t say no to that oportunity Admiral.”