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"WOOHH!!!" "TEN GRAVES!" "TEN GRAVES!" "TEN GRAVES!"
"Okay! Everybody settle down! Your team leaders all have their assignments. TEN GRAVES! TO YOUR ZONES!"
The ten groups of fifty people all continued to shout as they all warped into their zones. To the onlookers, it was like a gathering of overzealous lunatics.
As the groups disappeared, the area suddenly felt empty. My girls and I, along with Addison, Cynthia, and the employees gathered in front of Eva. Lilly and Aki were missing for some reason.
"It's a crazy gig you have going on. Even you people are crazy, boy. But what should we do with the food? There's still way too much here!"
I gestured to the 2nd Amendment and had them join us.
"Everyone, take some meat and put it in your {Autos}. While you are all mercenaries, the Phantoms will soon be called upon to perform zone defense. A supply would help you out."
"Commander, won't the mistresses take some?" Joshua asked.