Chapter 3 suffering of a soldier, more options!

----A certain person's pov----

I am sergeant Nakamura Kidou assigned to this area, i was sent here with a team of ten people at first but thanks the overwhelming number of 'them' i lost 3 from being mobbed by the undead, forced to watch them being ripped apart and eaten, another 4 due to trying to be heroic and getting infected thus the rest of us had to relieve them of duty including our team leader...

now the three of us are sticking to together sadly with me being the highest-ranking person in our team the other two bastards shoved the responsibility on to my shoulders!

as always you can never trust the intel that they said was up to date damned democrats they really don't care for us soldiers probably sent us to collect more intel regardless even if we all die!

even worse they wouldn't grant any evac until we stayed here for a whole month!

so i coaxed the other two to lay low with me and survive the best we can, there was a gunshop 3 klicks from us and a junkyard less than a Klick from here one of the best places to gather metal and materials for barricades luckily for us one of the soldiers under me handled metal in the past while he wasn't a blacksmith or anything like that, he was still able to make some good weapons and enough protection against the walking dead... why does that last part sound familiar?

Two and a half weeks went by sleep deprivation, hunger, and paranoia seeped into us two of my men had constant infighting nearly killed ourselves a few times so I separated them one was with me and the other was at the junkyard our tinkerer made it into another base forcing me to move between bases every now and then, I was on watch at the time, As I scoped out the area around us something bizarre caught my attention, An oversized figure that donned a weird-looking armor was trying to fight a group of undead...

since I was bored, I decided to keep watching to see if this person survives or not, after losing a few good friends my way of thinking became somewhat warped and the other symptoms weren't making it any better, as I felt indifferent towards this individual that wore some kind of armor that looked oddly similar to a character from a game I played a couple of years ago it was just that it was missing several things.

I assumed the person was maybe a cosplayer, this was a popular trend around the area, the cosplayer whacked the head of the nearest zombie then made another strike I shook my head due to how much time this person was wasting as more of the zombies started to swarm the cosplayer I began attaching the silencer to my rifle as my mood soured so I wanted to kill a bunch of them before switching my watch with one of my soldiers.

but the next thing surprised me the person that I assumed was going to die gained a shade of red before making quick work of the zombies, my eyes widened in disbelief so I wiped my eyes multiple times to make sure I wasn't seeing things but the bodies of destroyed zombies, but that wasn't the end when the person was done killing ten that was when things changed so much!

"what the fuck is that!?"

I yelled in bewilderment as the armored person torso and arms grew in size i gulped multiple times as the undead were either crushed or sent flying like a ragged doll but i learned something from watching the individual the armor was tiring for the user as the person stopped multiple times to catch their breath... and with the lack of skill in fighting i can assume that this person may or may not be a soldier...

(the things that can bring hope for the desperate, at these horrible times, can make others willing to kill for it!)

but one thing was for sure... I WANT THAT ARMOR!

with it, I can live safely in this zombie-filled area, upon seeing him bulldoze through them strengthen my belief so I watched him closely as I realized his destination a corner of my lips curved up!

I laughed to myself while muttering.

"Sorry, but I will need that armor so you'll need to either give it up or die for me!"

As long as he doesn't have that shade on the armor it meant that cosplayer, no, that armored figure was vulnerable since the person avoided the zombies when it was gone but to make sure of things lets get close and meet the person first who knows I may learn more first before I 'receive' it.

After I switched with one of my soldiers I made my way to the junkyard, forgetting that my other soldier was currently relaxing in the shop in the junkyard as I ordered him to guard the area before.

----3rd pov----

The person, that Kidou was after, entered the junkyard the items that the armor wanted him to take was more to the west side of the junkyard being a few acres granted him quite a selection to choose from but the coolest part about it was on his way here the optional objectives that he can complete and completed had some changes

<<KILL 1 HUMAN>>

<<KILL 10 HUMANS>>

<<KILL 100 HUMANS>>

since the zombies part was done it turns out it was now encouraging him to kill humans... as for why only the suit knew the reason but wouldn't provide the explanation.

so the best choice of action?

Stay the fuck away from people unless they attack first~

What..? did you think he wouldn't kill any humans?

Jack thought about it so many times and after watching so many zombies shows in the past, humans can be extremely cruel and there are times when it must be met with the same amount of cruelty or they won't stop!

So he mentally prepared himself for the eventual outcome, but back to the mission at hand he arrived near the crushed metal then placed his hand on it since the suit asked him to and the most interesting thing that happened next was the metal that was touched seemed to liquefy and got 'eaten' by the nanobots of the suit before a message from it appeared.

<<INTEGRATING MATERIALS>>

<<ACQUIRING PHYSICAL MAKEUP OF MATERIALS>>

<<STEEL, ALUMINUM, MAGNESIUM>>

<<SMALL QUANTITIES OF TITANIUM FOUND RECOMMENDED TO ACQUIRE MORE>>

<<OVERALL DEFENSE INCREASED BY 1%>>

<<10%>>

<<50%>>

The process stopped since the source he was absorbing stuff from was completely taken it and the discovery of titanium was the biggest thing that he was happy about so jack quickly reached out to the next crushed bundle of metal and began the process again after doing this several times the benefits as the next messages with intriguing.

<<REQUIRED AMOUNT OF MATERIALS MET>>

<<PROVIDING ADDITIONAL AUXILIARY OPTIONS>>

<<COPYING RECENT REFERENCES>>

<<METAL CLUB(CUSTOMIZABLE) REQUIRED AMOUNT TO MAKE 2 KG OF ANY MATERIAL>>

<<BOW(CUSTOMIZABLE) REQUIRED AMOUNT TO MAKE 1 KG OF ANY MATERIAL>>

<<BLOWPIPE(CUSTOMIZABLE) REQUIRED AMOUNT TO MAKE 500 G OF ANY MATERIAL>>

<<ARROWS(RETREIVABLE/CUSTOMIZABLE) REQUIRED AMOUNT TO MAKE 20 G OF ANY MATERIAL>>

<<BLOWDARTS(RETREIVABLE/CUSTOMIZABLE) REQUIRED AMOUNT TO MAKE 5 G OF ANY MATERIAL>>

<<RECOMMENDED TO TOUCH MORE WEAPONRY FOR MORE OPTIONS>>

With such a cool option available what will happen if he happens to get a gun or blades or even make his own version of the predator weapons, how cool would that be?

but things changed quickly when an excited voice called out to him.

"FREEZE! put your hands up right now or i will shoot!"