With the noise we made yesterday, it was safe to say that we attracted a good 90% of the dead from the immediate vicinity and then some because we barely encountered a cluster worth stopping for. Granted any deadhead we encountered should be put down, but I meant it in a way that we wouldn't need to spend a lot of time as usual.
In any case, it didn't take long before we approached a fork in the road—where one leads to the GDMWC or to this telecommunications port with ground satellites that used to provide internet connectivity around these parts.
But yeah, it seemed like the people from the medical center used the place as its first checkpoint because it did have a few dozen people guarding it with a mix of weapons—and at the same time, the road to the medical center had several barricades to keep humans, deadheads, and vehicles away.
So, I picked up my radio to inform the crew:
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*bzzt*