The First Kill

Jay slowly bent down to put down his backpack and weapons, telling others to do the same. As he slowly got up, he put out a middle finger behind his back for Alex, Christian, and Elon to see.

The group immediately got what he meant, and knew that Jay was going to take action and might need some help distracting the guy, just like how they usually cooperate in the online world.

When playing PUBG in squad mode, clashing head-on increases the risk. Although the group Big D Brings Spring is confident in their abilities to aim, it would still risk dragging the battle on as enemies could be shot down but get revived if they have a teammate around, and there are usually a lot of covers to hide behind for the enemies to heal.

Then, the gunshot noises of the ongoing battle would soon attract nearby players, and on an open map, the group that was the predator to the people they were shooting at would very likely become the prey of other groups.

So, it was always a habit of the group to execute gameplays quickly, and usually, the next moment after seeing the decoy would be the moment the enemy gets taken down.

The last backpack was dropped rather than placed on the floor, the hostile bearded man unconsciously looked towards the direction of the bag drop as it made a sound.

At that instant, Jay quickly pushed up the gun barrel on his head with his left hand, pulling the butterfly knife out of his back pocket.

The knife danced in the air as Jay waved towards the hostile target. Unconsciously, he went for the guy's neck, cutting the aorta. The group watched in shock as the guy attempted to cover his neck as blood gushed out like a fountain.

Slowly, the bearded man leaned against the wall and dropped onto the floor, his eyes full of shock.

It was Jay's first time killing someone, as well as the group's first time witnessing something like this. The scene rendered everyone speechless for a moment, and Jay knew that he had to do this.

If he were to stop the knife at the man's neck, it would be very likely for him to become defensive and attempt to grab the knife to fight back. The situation could quickly get out of hand, and the man could've pulled the trigger on just the body's unconscious reflex to danger, and the shot would easily attract the wandering zombies near the area.

The group understood the situation very well, knowing that they would be in a very passive position if that big burly man were to get into close-range combat with Jay or press the trigger he had his hands on.

The group dropped onto the floor as well, still trying to collect what just happened. Jay's hands were trembling as his eyes stared at the dead guy in trance.

"Thank you guys..." A woman's soft voice broke the silence. From upstairs, a lady who seemed to be in her late 20s came down with her daughter.

She told the group that when the zombie crate landed, her husband was still at work and she was napping with her daughter upstairs. Nervous, she immediately locked the door and saw through the window that the zombies from the crate in her house left to chase after the cars driving down the street.

Then, the burly bearded man just came out of nowhere, parked his van in her driveway and entered the house. A few zombies followed in after hearing the van's engine noise, but they were quickly taken care of by the man with a crowbar.

After coming in and noticing that the door to the upper floor was locked, the man knew someone was up there and he knocked politely, convincing the lady to open the door. They talked a bit, and she learned that the man was just doing some construction work for a house on the street.

On his way out of the island, accidents happened at the bridge and he had to drive further into the neighborhood since there were zombies chasing after his van. When there was no way to go, he found this house with opened gates so he drove in.

The lady at first thought this man was genuine, so she told him that he could stay and help her defend the house and wait for her husband to come back. Then, she showed the man the armory of the house.

Her husband turned out to be a coastal guard and was also a gun enthusiast, so they had quite a collection at the house.

At first, everything was fine, but thinking that her husband probably died and it was late into the night, the man grew horny and greedy and wanted to become the new man of the household.

He brutally raped the woman and beat her when she was disobedient. As the woman told her story, tears unconsciously began rolling down her cheeks. It was indeed a miserable experience for this woman, as she had this kind of horrifying encounter while still not knowing the life or death of her dear husband.

Well, good thing Jay was decisive with his killing blow, or they would've been caught in a really messy fight.

"We are going back to our house in a bit. If you want, you can come with us for now." Jay felt really sorry for the lady in front of him, and he couldn't bear to leave a vulnerable woman with her daughter out here like this.

"Remember to leave a note, I'm sure your husband is alright and will come back looking for you. Just tell them you are going to be at 2220, a couple of houses down." Knowing the odds, Christian still reminded Sarah to leave a note, not wanting to shatter the little bit of hope she had in her heart.

In order to keep her daughter safe as well, Sarah reluctantly agreed. For a mixed of reasons, she trusted these young teenage boys that gave her the little brother feelings.

To thank the group, she invited them up to see if there were any supplies they wanted to bring back to the house.

And, holy mother of god was the armory majestic.