Checkpoint - Bribe?
After a little bit of prep work and a post-cleanup routine—hauling the heads to our vehicles and burning the rest of their bodies in a huge pile—we made our way to Seb and company's Main HQ a.k.a The Philippine Military Academy. It was supposedly the biggest one and the most well-equipped DDR Camp in this area or even this island group—though Seb and his group's gear said otherwise. It was because they only had pistol rounds and shotgun shells on their loadout, not to mention the mismatched machetes they had with their K-Bar knives.
With that said, the drive would take about close to two hours because it was farther than the private hot spring we were supposed to head to first.
We were now in a new frequency with our new acquaintances but it was easy enough to switch back to our previous channel, and for them to do the same—if they ever had a channel for their group, division, or even as a whole.