-SOMEWHERE IN LAZIA CITY-
"Alright," Wooyoung softly clapped his hands. "You all know the drill; let's go!"
Mingi and Yeosang nodded, going into the small room to put the bags away and prepare for the night.
"Um," San raised his hand. "We don't know the drill...."
"Oh, fuck, right," Wooyoung chuckled. "We normally do it like this, we all three of us scan for any infected or supplies to use, and then we come back and blah blah blah. However, we already know the route here and shit. We stayed here for about a week?"
"Yeah," Mingi nodded. "A week before heading over to our city."
"Yeah," Wooyoung nodded with MIngi. "So, Mingi typically looks for supplies; I scan the area, as Yeosang stays here to watch the shit and set up camp. Now there are...fucking eight of us, we can split up the work more easily."
"I already know where I am going, so however wants to come can. I just need more hands to carry shit," Mingi said, emptying out a backpack and placing whatever was inside into another bag.
"I'll come," Seonghwa raised their hand. "I am not skilled enough to scan the area, so I can come help."
"If Seonghwa is going," Hongjoong crossed his arms. "So am I."
"Great," Mingi nodded. "That's all I need. Wooyoung," Mingi tossed the man his old weapon. "I'll see if any supplies are left to make you a new one but use this for now."
"Yep!" Wooyoung caught the weapon, leaning on it like a walking stick. "Those who can fight well, come with me. We are going to be scanning out the area for infected. And listen to me at all times...I've been doing this shit for years. There are certain ways to kill them without letting the whole goddamn hive now."
"I'll come," San raised his hand.
"Me too," Yunho nodded. "I need to stretch my legs and take a piss."
"Oh, God," Seonghwa nodded. "Me too."
"Same."
"And I have to take a shit, so let's go," Mingi grumbled.
"Alrgithie," Wooyoung dragged out the word before turning to Jongho. "You comin'?"
"Nah," Jongho shook his head. "I'll stay here and help Yeosang."
"I'm fine," Yeosang shook his head. "I am used to doing this by myself...."
Jongho stared at Yeosang with a knowing look, causing the man to change his answer.
"But yeah," Yeosang slowly nodded. "Jongho can help me here."
"Okay, then," Wooyoung nodded. "We will meet back in an hour. No more than that. Shoot your gun in the air if there is a problem. Got it?"
"Yeah yeah, I know," Mingi nodded.
Everyone nodded and agreed.
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