At this point, we helped clean up the Manila Bay again for at least half a day before returning to the compound with my group—but it seemed like there were still a good number of people who couldn't believe the sonar pings could cause much death. Because yeah, it almost felt like cheating—which it kind of was—and we would've saved a lot more bullets if we used it a few hours in.
Hearing their conversations, I was about to give them some sort of explanation but Unc Zeidrick cut in and pushed Ruben to the pool.
"Wha— BlLhhGFhfGHH! W-What gives?!"
Then he pushed James #1 and #2 as well.
"YOU—/ AHHHHH!!!"
And finally, his kid, my cousin, Russel.
"Da— I ALREADY KNEW HOW IT WORKS! WHY WOULD YOU—"
Zeidrick cut in again with a chuckle, "You do? Huh."
"What—"
He quickly pulled his kid up, "Then grab me a couple of stones and throw a few of them in a pool as well—"