LT Mills

"Mills, you stay with Stryker. Monitor the radio and yell if you need us."

"Yes, sir!" She salutes and replaces Amelia on the turret. The two younger girls grab their gear and follow you out of the vehicle. In front of you is a nondescript warehouse. You run up to the door with Garcia and Amelia hot on your heels. As you're about to go in, Garcia stops you.

"Sir, I should go first. I'm supposed be guarding you, right? Doesn't make sense for me to let you take the most dangerous job."

"Okay." She takes your place by the door. "I won't complain about seeing more of you from the back. Garcia sticks her tongue out at you then turns around, takes a deep breath, and slowly opens the door. She motions you forward as she steps in. A little light streams in from outside, leaving the building shrouded in shadow. Garcia stays on point, leading you through to where the cache is supposed to be. When you get there, you see the vault door is already open. Shit. Hopefully the last looters left something behind. Garcia enters slowly, followed by you and Amelia. Inside, you are relieved to see that a lot of equipment got left behind.

"Amelia, Garcia, grab everything you can and let's get it loaded." The two of them gather armfuls of weapons and ammo, quickly making trips back to the Stryker. It takes hours to load everything with Mills taking turns to carry while the other two take breaks on guard duty. Luckily, there are no interuptions.

On your final trip, you, Garcia, and Amelia are gathering the last boxes when Amelia turns to you. "Boss, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"Could I join your personal guard?" Garcia almost drops her boxes in shock.

"Amelia, I appreciate the offer, I really do, but being in my guard isn't a small job. It will take a lot of time and there are other job responsibilities besides military stuff, and, well, you are married..." Why you are trying to argue against a super hot girl from joining your personal harem, you couldn't say. Maybe it's the fact that she is married. Maybe it's because you don't want her making a rash decision. Who knows.

"Look, Boss, my whole life, I've been looking for purpose. To be something more than just a pretty face. I thought if I married rich I would be happy, but even before the zombies, I wasn't happy. Not really. Now I have the chance to be a part of something really important. Everyone in the building depends on you, Boss, and by protecting you, I protect all of them. As for my husband, well, he needs a wake up call. So please, I'm begging you, can I be part of your guard, boss?" Her impassioned speech almost brings you to tears. Thinking about it, you're sure your guard could use another member. Then again, you have to think of her husband, as well as the danger, and the training she would need.