We were now by the outskirts of the City of Manila right after passing through a bridge with a small checkpoint in the south.
There were four checkpoints in total and they were used to keep tabs on the soldiers and the dead that might pass through. We used the one that would lead to San Rafael Village since I've received word that Jose and his group were over there. They seemed to have fanned wider because just driving by the edge of the ports wouldn't cut it.
It was because a simple flank from a pack of ferals was all it would take for things to get ugly so it would be better to have a lot of wiggle room compared to a single linear road. I could almost feel how the tension rose the moment we crossed the checkpoint because everything in front of us was uncharted territory.
'We're now at Tondo...'
We drove straight to Honorio Lopez Blvd., taking a left to Kalakal St., passing through Tondo's General Hospital and Medical Center.