Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System - Chapter 228

Chapter 228: The Hunt Begins
In the underground base, Dillon finally set off to fulfill his promise to Damien. The only clue he currently had was that Julian and his men cleared out the government base.

“Get everyone loaded into their vehicles, we’re setting off to the government base”, he ordered.

Cal frowned, he didn’t want to go back to that cursed place but had little choice.

“Yes, boss”, he said and set off to complete the order.

Dillon requested a small group of around twenty men to assist him in his search for Julian. They all loaded their various supplies and boarded the cars, making their way over to the government base.

“When I finally find that bastard I will rip him apart with my own two hands!”, said Dillon.

He sat in the passenger seat, scowling out the window, biting his thumbnail.

Cal quietly glanced over with his eyes from the driver’s seat. His body froze as he tried his best to minimize his presence.

When they finally arrived at the government base, Dillon told them to park in front of the entrance.

He and all of his men walked out, armed and ready to fight, but as they took a few steps into the base they realized it had been turned into a ghost town.

“Go, bring any survivors here for questioning. If they resist, kill them”, ordered Dillon before walking in himself.

He noticed the lack of life right away. The streets were quiet and littered with rotting bodies.

Bending over he picked up a heavy silver bullet.

“Looks like you really were here”, he said, looking around.

Many of the windows were smashed and doors were left open.

Dillon followed the trail of bodies toward the center of the base and finally noticed some movement from the distance.

Walking over, he lifted his gun, approaching the swaying figures.

“Gross, what the fuck are you?”, he said, covering his mouth and nose.

The stench coming from these…people…was atrocious, like a mix of rotten flesh and feces. They didn’t seem to notice him and simply stood there swaying like trees on a windy day.

Dillon watched them for a few minutes before walking over, “Tell me what you saw. Where is Julian?”

Cal, who was a few steps behind Dillon, wanted to run and hide. He was there when these people initially turned crazy and knew they couldn’t be trusted.

He watched in horror as Dillon began to shout, catching their attention. Their eyes hungered for blood as they slowly made their way towards Dillon.

“Boss, I don’t think they’re rational. They look like they want to eat you”, Cal cried out, taking a few steps back.

Dillon frowned, watching them closely as they approached. They had dried blood all over their body, including around their mouth.

“I’m only going to ask you one more time! Tell me what you know!”, shouted Dillon. But as they got closer he too took a few steps back.

Lifting his pistol he aimed at the closest crazed person, “Stay back! Or I’ll shoot!”.

His hands trembled slightly as he continued to aim the gun.

The crazed people continued to walk towards them at the same slow pace, completely ignoring Dillon’s words.

They made no sounds and no attempts at communication, only walking with a deep hunger.

Dillon finally realized that these people wouldn’t be of any use to them and quickly lifted his gun, shooting all of them one by one.

“Useless”, he muttered, resuming his typical demeanor.

He continued to make his way around with Cal, even entering some of the unlocked units in search of anyone who could give them clues on where to find Julian.

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“This floor is empty too!”, Cal called out from the third floor.

Dillon slammed his fist into the door in front of him, causing it to violently swing open. They’d been searching the base for hours and besides the bullets on the ground, there was no other sign of Julian.

Just as he was going to enter the apartment in front of him the door to the neighboring until cracked open, revealing a very disheveled man.

“Sir…Is there anything I can help you with?”, the man asked in a barely audible tone.

Dillon quickly went over, happy to have finally found someone who could speak.

“Yes, tell me about what happened here. Why are there so many dead bodies? What happened to the guards?”, Dillon quickly got to the point.

The disheveled man trembled, “I’m sorry sir, but I don’t know. It all happened at night and it was completely silent. I just remember waking up and seeing everyone dead..”

Dillon listened carefully, looking for any useful clues from the man’s retelling.

“Completely silent…”, said Dillon in deep thought. Ace had told him the same thing months ago when his men were killed in the city.

“Is there anything else you know?”, asked Dillon.

The man shook his head, “But sir, do you think I could go back with you? I’m a hard worker…It’s been days since I’ve eaten”

Dillon looked down at him then smiled evilly, “Sure. Come on out”.

The man quickly hopped out of his apartment, looking at Dillon as if he were a kind savior.

Dillon took one step forward then turned around and shot the man.

“As if I have use for some as useless as you are”

Cal watched the scene with horror. While he never claimed to be a good person, even he felt that what Dillon did was too sadistic.

“What are you waiting for? Let’s go. The sooner we find this bastard the sooner we can go back home”, Dillon called out from the staircase.

Cal felt a shiver run down his spine when he saw Dillon looking at him. He felt like his boss was becoming scarier by the moment.

“Coming!”, he shouted and ran over to the staircase.

They made their way back towards the entrance of the base to meet up with the rest of the team.

“Report”, ordered Dillon.

Three men stepped forward.

“Sir! We found no one besides a pair of crazed cannibals. We killed them both. We found a body we believe to be Leader Mai dead in one of the office rooms of the main lobby. The body was in bad condition so we could not confirm”, one of the men stated.

Dillon rolled his eyes, “Fine. We didn’t find anything either”, he finally said.

“Sir. It’s getting dark, are we going to stay here?”, asked Cal. He felt very creeped out and didn’t want to spend another moment in this area.

Dillon shook his head. “No, we’re going to the bunker. It once belonged to Julian, make he’ll get homesick one of these days and come back”