There wasn't anyone in loot storage. This place wasn't open until morning, because it's used as a place to secure loot gained in raiding and monster hunting parties. Everything here probably went to the leader as his personal wealth, to do as he pleases with. The building was at the gate of the compound, for easy access of returning thugs. It didn't even take 20 minutes for me to move everything back to my stash in my hyped up state. I counted plenty of non-perishable foods and monster parts. There was also some assorted trade goods and auto parts. Hell, I even got some cool looking furniture. I was most excited about the cache of cash and gold, though. They must have been saving up for quite a while, to get that much. Unlucky for them, and it looks like they even paid their thugs from that cache. I'm even more excited to rob that bar and drug den, if they have all that money on them.

I stop myself from anticipating the scores and teleport myself on the roof of the elite barracks. On the roof of the barracks I have a great view of the regular barracks a few buildings over. Judging from their clothes and guns, the only purpose those goons have is to act as foot soldiers to stave off monster surges and enemy gang attacks, and even then, they only fill in the numbers. I'd imagine that the elites still do the most damage in those scenarios, even with how outnumbered they are by the goons. They're probably going to desert after the morning comes, even if I stop right now. If I stop now they'd still have way less money and firepower. They'd even have lost a meta, and I know that guy was a meta, you don't wear those kinds of clothes and still get respect from your subordinates otherwise. Losing a single villain alone, would put a gang like this on edge for a week. They'd still survive though. The authority of a mid-rank villain doesn't go away that easy.

I'd also imagine that the criminals in the elite barracks would be a lot more loyal than low-level goons. That won't matter soon though. Looking at the placing of the beds in this place, I can tell that there are 3 different groups of people here. The guards that happened to be on day-shift were sleeping here in bunk beds. There were raiders who went out into the desert or other hostile territory for a profit. While most of the guards slept for their shift tomorrow, there was a large portion of them out in what was considered their nighttime district. While most of the people slept in the communal areas there were a series of rooms set off for people who were obvious metas. The guard meta had his own room at the outpost, nothing special in it, but there were 6 rooms with luxurious items within. 3 of those 6 rooms had occupants. 2 were sleeping in their beds, while one was fucking someone in theirs. That puts several dents in my plans. First off, an awake meta was much more dangerous than an asleep meta. You could never tell what a persons power was just by looking at them. While it was unlikely that they got a power as OP as mine, a person with a power was almost always stronger than a person without one, if only because they leveled quicker. The only reason I could go toe to toe with these low-level villains was because of years of specialized training and resources. If I couldn't actually teleport people, I wouldn't be anywhere near strong enough to take this place on.

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The bigger problem would be that I don't know which one is the actual meta is. They both seem to be gang members, and they both seem to be *ahem* "enjoying" it. If I kill the wrong one first I'd tip off the meta, and if I decide to teleport them both, and they end up BOTH being metas; I'd end up more fucked than they are. I'll have to kill them last, as they are being loud and the walls here seem to be rather thin. After a few moments of analyzing, I start to kill anyone that's awake in an order where I wouldn't be noticed. After that I teleport to a sleeping meta and teleport him to the kill zone. He wakes up immediately and dies just as fast.

"Jeez, man. Almost gave me a heart attack, you did." Jason

The other meta dies in his sleep. None of the had anything on them as they were about to go to sleep, but the armaments the raiders had by their beds would punch holes straight through my armor and shield. I might make more money here than at the armory. The work was quick and gruesome. Besides having a few schmucks almost walk in on me, they weren't able to resist at all, there were no problems at all. The horror room now had over 300 bodies in it. If I don't get rid of them at the end of the night, one hell of a monster would come from there. It had been over 20 minutes but wannabe Bonnie and Clyde over there were still going at it. I thought of a plan for them while doing my work. Grabbing something from my stash, I teleport right in front of them and started teleporting them over 40 times. In their "condition", the 5 seconds it took me to do that felt like an instant. Part of me wanted to see their faces as the mine went off, but another part of me was like "Woah, that's really morbid. Maybe I should find a therapist." Now all that's left to do is collect all the loot from the barracks.

Loot List:

Gang Base Loot Stash

$823.04

Combat Armour

Binoculars

Knife

Silencer (9 mm)

Pistol (9 mm)

Police Carbine (9 mm)

Sawed-off shotgun

Stamina Potion

Energy Shield

Ammo

Flammables