Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Unconvinced
Before they separated, Katrina instructed Cal to report that Julian had been found. The main mission was to locate Julian so they needed to report back with the good news quickly.

Cal took one final look at his partner and wished him luck to make it through the sickness.

“If you hold out until I come back, I’ll bring back some medicine”, he said quietly.

Cal quickly made it back to the car that he and Katrina arrived in and set off back to the city.

A few hours later he finally arrived in front of Dillon’s apartment, hearing the typical chorus of moans coming from inside.

Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door a few times.

“Come in!”, yelled Dillon from the bedroom.

Cal frowned, wishing that he would be told to wait or come back later, alas he slowly walked inside. The sounds of passionate lovemaking echoed throughout the apartment, uncaring about the new visitor.

He slowly walked over to the bedroom, where the door was already wide open. The scene of two women tangled up on the bed with Dillon was what greeted him.

Cal quickly averted his gaze and focused on breathing. He still hasn’t had a chance to taste a woman so the explicit environment left him struggling to exist.

Dillon slightly turned his head to see Cal standing at the door.

“Oh Cal, it’s you. I thought Ace finally showed up”, he said without pausing his movements.

“Boss, I came back from the government base to report”, said Cal, but before he could continue Krissy’s voice called out.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum!”, she yelled, moaning at the top of her lungs.

Dillon smirked then slapped her ass that was in front of him, “Shut up!”, he yelled before continuing.

Cal swallowed and continued to report.

“I found Ace. He’s deathly ill, I’m not sure if he’ll make it before I get back”, reported Cal, telling Dillon about the widespread illness that’s spread throughout the base.

“The main thing, however, is we found Julian”, he finally finished.

Dillon paused, pulling out just before Krissy could climax, “You found him? He’s there at the government base?”.

“Yes, Boss!”, replied Cal. He proceeded to tell Dillon the details of what he witnessed with the Barclays today.

“Good, so Katrina is with them now. Go gather a large team, it’s time we take over the government base”, smiled Dillon.

He couldn’t believe how smoothly this mission to find Julian had gone. He expected it to take at least another month of searching after the previous setback.

“To think he would run to the government base to seek refuge after running from his bunker!”, laughed Dillon and went to get dressed, leaving the two women on the brink of tears from the orgasm denial.

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Later that evening at the government base…

“Mom, he’s still refusing to answer the door. I just spent the last 10 minutes knocking,” said Leslie frustratedly.

Mrs. Barclay stood up with an angry expression. “I swear that boy! Where’s Samantha? Maybe she could get him to open the door. Are you sure that blonde didn’t come back after running out yesterday?”

“Yes, Mom, I’ve been watching his door like a hawk. She hasn’t come back,” assured Layla. She wasn’t lying. Ever since they saw Rayne run out, she and Samantha had been keeping a close eye on Julian’s apartment.

Katrina watched this spectacle from the table, quietly drinking tea.

“To me, it sounds like they got into a fight and he’s just shut himself in,” she finally gave her opinion.

Layla looked over at her and thought about her words.

“Yes! She did seem to be nervous or upset! That’s it!!” said Layla. It made perfect sense. They got into an argument, and now Julian was just locked inside, depressed or angry.

Mrs. Barclay looked out the window. “Still, how long does he plan to sulk? I don’t plan to wait for him forever.”

Their thoughts were quickly interrupted by the sounds of gunfire.

“What?! What’s happening?” cried out Mrs. Barclay. The loud shots sounded like they were coming from the entrance to the base.

A few minutes later, a mass of people came running and screaming, “Attack! The base is under attack!”

Katrina took another sip of her tea, and then put on a frightened expression. “Attack? We need to hide!! Close the windows and let’s lay low, maybe they won’t find us!”

Everyone was equally as frazzled, so no one protested Katrina’s idea. Layla quickly closed the curtains and turned off all the lights.

They all huddled together, listening as the gunfire got closer.

At the entrance of the base, the few guards stationed there saw the large army of people approaching.

Before they had a chance to ask what brought them here, the men all pulled out various weapons and began to shoot them down.

For the first time in a long time, the higher-ups made an announcement. “Everyone grab whatever weapons you have and fight back! We must band together to fight back!”

Unfortunately for them, their rallies fell on deaf ears. Most of the base’s population was sick, while the others were starving.

Even the healthy ones ignored the announcement, having lost all hope in the administration after the cold snap.

The base administrators looked around and noticed the people just gathering quietly to watch the shootout. Their eyes were hollow, not caring if they lived or died.

“Why are you just standing there?! Fight back!” screamed one of the administrators.

The deadpan expressions on the residents’ faces cracked for a short moment. “Why should we? It’s not like we’ll survive much longer anyway. Might as well die now than have to suffer a slow and gradual death.”

The administrator shook in fear. “What? Why!?” He was so busy enjoying the cushy life that he didn’t realize what was going on outside.

When did everyone turn so hopeless? It’s only been a few weeks, and the bustling atmosphere of the base turned into a ghost town.

No matter how many people he tried riling up to fight, he was met with the same attitude. No one cared about this base, hardly caring about their own lives.

Not a single person was convinced to fight back.