To the Militia

“Well ladies, the floor is open “ You say, looking at the three women.

“Alex, I think we should find some medical supplies to help your wounds.” Gwen, says softly.

“I did find this first aid kit in the store front, and we could get something better.” Aimee says.

“The longer we wait the worse it could be for Meredith, Bea, and Stacy. Besides the Hospitals have probably already been ransacked by these militias.” Lea, counters.

“But if Alex keels over because of the bite and dagger wound, that won’t do our friends any good.” Gwen entreats.

Picking up Gwen’s hand with yours you look at her. “Gwen is that the only reason you don’t want to go to the militia camp?”

Gwen Holds your gaze for several moments then looks down into her lap. “No. I’m just so scared something will happen to you, and we’ll be left to fend for ourselves.” Gwen confesses.

“Is alright Gwen I’ll be Okay and I said when we look things over if I don’t think I can accomplish the rescue I won’t do it. Okay?” You reassure her, slowly stroking her palm.

Pointing out at the weather you gesture. “As much as we could use some supplies, and more clothing we should probably find a observation post near the Militia why the weather is bad.”

“It made sense last night , and it still makes sense. Besides with it still being day it wont be nearly as miserable as last night.” Lea says.

Gwen reluctantly nods and gets up.” Well if we’re gonna do this lets get it done now.”

Feeling better, despite the dull ache, you stand up and grasp the shotgun. Pumping it you nod to the three women who shoulder they’re loads.

“The militia should be that way.”: Lea says, pointing to the south of you.

“Okay Lea you bring up the rear, Gwen and Aimee stay between us and try to keep as quiet as possible.” You advise.

The four of you move out slowly, taking your time looking for any movement. The rain as it has been since last night comes and goes drenching the streets and keeping those without a pressing reason inside.
A couple times you stop seeing or hearing something, but luckily its been stray animals, and not the kind that seemed willing to attack.

After two nerve wracking hours you start moving into the more trendy and pricey area where the girls told you the militia was.

“Psssttt.” You hear.

Looking back you see Lea moving up to you, crouching down you wait for her.

“At the intersection up there, if you look left you’ll se they’re barricade, about two blocks down.” She whispers into you ear.

“Stay hear ill take a look.” You whisper.

Moving up to the corner you take a look down in the direction of this militia base. From what you can see they use concrete freeway dividers and some abandoned busses to close off the street running between the two buildings on either side. “Of all the gall,” you say to yourself, seeing that they’d rigged a flagpole proudly displaying the stars and stripes in the fading light. On top of the busses, you see two guards moving back and forth in an agitated state, not too happy with the boss no doubt. Also you see a huge pile in front, about 4 feet tall of what you thought at first was brush but now realize are bones.

Looking at the building around the base, you see that the ones between the one your against and the base are all shorter, meaning if you go up high you can probably get an unobstructed view of the courtyard. You move back to the girls and crouch down with them.

“Okay I think if we go to the top of this building here , we’ll have a good look at there operations.” You whisper.

“What if they’re bodies in there think about the odor.” Gwen says with a shudder.

“Hopefully it won’t be bad , but it’s the best thing to try.” You say.

“Okay lets do it.” Lea says, squeezing Gwen’s shoulder.

Looking quickly around you find a locked security door on this street, and Lea gets out her lock picks and starts to go to work.

If she cant pick the lock, you’ll have to risk going onto the street facing the two militia guards.