System Of The Undead

Chapter 142: Sam And Jason, Progress?

Sam had spent less than twenty-four hours in his new location, and he was already in charge of them. This was the power of Sam; he had the charisma to make strong men bend the knee.

Sam knew that they needed him more than he did them and this act of his was to show that he had the combat necessary to defend himself if need be.

Sam’s body rang with pain, every fiber of his being ached with pain, yet he managed to overpower four people.

A tray of food was in front of him with the best food they had to offer because they needed to nurse him back to health.

Sam consumed the food; he had the guns in his car and needed to retrieve it before someone else got their hands on it.

"Is there anything else we can do?" The man that was supposedly in charge asked but Sam didn’t say much, he wasn’t indulging him in conversation, but he wanted to know one thing.

"Your name, what is it?" Sam asked and the man knew this answer had to meet Sam’s expectations or he might be in trouble.

"Anderson, my name is Anderson," Anderson responded, and Sam didn’t seem moved by this.

"You people... You aren’t fighters, are you?" Sam questioned because even he should have had trouble if they were skilled, but they had no coordination, they fought like it was a street brawl.

"That is correct," Anderson responded like a child talking to his father.

"Sighs, you guys really are hopeless, how did you survive for this long?" Sam questioned.

"I think there is something you need to know," Anderson said, and he had Sam’s attention.

"And that is?" Sam questioned.

"We’re in an underground bunker, the zombies can’t get in or even people without our permission," Anderson responded, this made sense.

It was no wonder they were within proximity to them, but the military did not know about this strange bunker rather what they knew was that there was a bunker that was no longer functional so how were there people living within without their knowledge?

"This place is unstable and can cave in at any moment, are you aware of that?" Sam asked and Anderson nodded.

"We planned to stay long enough until a cure is manufactured but you can see how that turned out," Anderson said.

Sam sighed because he knew there was a lot of work to be done, these people would expect him to do all the work with the way they were treating him.

Sam knew that they depended on him to accomplish their goals but he had goals of his own.

Sam hated that a zombie got the better of him and had every intention of taking revenge.

And for a reason as petty as that, Sam was willing to work with these people but he had to gain his full strength, he couldn’t face that monster if he wasn’t.

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Jason and Co arrived at their new location, they were bound but Jason was glad that nothing happened to them.

They managed to survive what looked like certain death but he noted how little Franklin valued the lives of his men.

He expected more of a reaction from him but he got nothing, even though his man was killed.

This told Jason that if he did not react to someone that has been with him for a while then how would he react to them dying?

Franklin couldn’t be trusted and no one could tell what he was thinking.

Jason expected the camp to be more humane but there were sick people everywhere.

The smell was disgusting, it felt like they were walking in dogshit.

Jason thought about absorbing the fragment because he didn’t know what was going on with him but he was feeling like himself.

He certainly wasn’t craving brains or human flesh, quite the opposite.

What he wanted right now was a burger but that wasn’t possible so he had to make do with what he could get and that was whatever these people could give them.

"As you can see, our people suffer. Which one of you is in charge?" A asked and Franklin raised his hand but he did something rather interesting.

"She leads alongside me," Franklin said and Clementine knew that she had been made.

Franklin had seen what she was capable of and how calm she was in that situation despite even him being fazed somewhat.

It was not her first time in a life-or-death situation and Franklin would feel a lot safer with her by his side. A took Franklin and Clementine into a tent that could barely stand on its own.

"Well, this place is a dump," Jason muttered but he noticed that the people that weren’t with masks were women.

Jason had to take a second look at the men who had captured them and noted that they were men.

"They don’t let their women fight?" Jason thought to himself. An act he respected because he believed that women shouldn’t be fighting in wars.

They were too delicate and if they had to, it was probably a good time to surrender.

Even though he knew they needed to learn how to defend themselves, these women’s eyes were fixed on Jason.

It had been a while since they had seen a man’s face and Jason was quite the man.

He was good-looking but Jason was oblivious to this, he assumed they were looking at him because he was a new face and they didn’t trust him.

He was partly right but Jason was worried by the amount of sick people here.

He also couldn’t believe that Franklin took Clementine with him, was he interested in her?

Jason felt sorry for him because there was no way that Clementine would be interested in him.

Clementine was smart and Franklin probably saw that but Jason was standing awkwardly.

But Jason’s eyes caught one of the hottest bodies he had seen.

She was barely clothed and she was chocolate in complexion, a flavour that Jason had never had.

"What kind of body is that?" Jason thought; this was the kind of body that the pornstars he watched had but Jason could only admire it because he didn’t know what kind of sickness was spreading here and the last thing he needed was to be infected by it.

The lady caught him looking at her and Jason turned his head immediately.

She was barely clothed, she had on a very short skirt that could pass as a rag with a piece of cloth that acted as some sort of makeshift bra that only covered her breasts.

Jason gulped but this showed that these people were severely lacking in almost everything.

They lacked these things yet they had guns. Jason understood why they tried to rob them now and the only reason A even took Franklin and Clementine was because he thought that they could help them.

"Man, I need to get back to Rachel..." Jason thought, he wanted to tell her about this harem idea but he also planned to tell her how he felt about her.

Even though he knew it could potentially make things awkward; in this new life, their life expectancy drastically dropped.

"Hi.." A voice said behind him and Jason looked back to his utter surprise, it was the girl he was undressing with his eyes.

He could see the top of her cleavage due to their height difference, Jason was way taller than her but this lady was thick.

Jason knew he had to keep his cool, he didn’t know if this was a trap to make him lower his guard but he surely didn’t mind the view.

"Do you want something?" Jason asked in a dismissive tone.

"I don’t mean to be a prude but I was sure you had your eyes on me so I came to find out if you needed something?" The lady said; she was so soft-spoken but Jason noticed how thick her lips were. This was what one would call dick-sucking lips and Jason hated that he was sexualizing but he couldn’t help it.

It had been a while since he had had sex and that was all he could think about.

The worst had passed and he knew he needed something to take his mind off what was going on in his head.

"My bad, I was just wondering how a girl like you even existed. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable." Jason said the moment he heard her reason for approaching him.

He could have easily flirted with her but he didn’t know what was going on in that tent.

Depending on the outcome of whatever conversation, this lady could easily turn into an enemy and Jason would be most vulnerable the moment he slid his dick inside her.

He couldn’t risk it.

"It is fine, you weren’t the only one looking," The dark-skinned said and Jason was surprised.

This lady was the one coming onto him and he knew what this meant, he had a chance at fucking her.

The men around were watching Jason and Jason knew he couldn’t do anything, this was a waste.

"Follow me," The lady said as she grabbed his hand, this surprised Jason because the men with guns didn’t seem to react to this.

"It’s fine, they cannot touch any of the women and we’re allowed to pick our mate as we choose," The lady said and Jason raised his brow upon hearing this.

"A mate?" Jason questioned and the dark-skinned lady nodded with a smile.

"You’re my mate," She responded, she wanted Jason’s genes seeing as he was tall and there was no telling when next she would come across someone with such attributes as she dragged him into one of the available tents.