Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd In The Apocalypse!

Chapter 1194: Work Hard, Play Hard

After that exchange, we drove back to the Freeport Zone instead of the airport to have lunch with Captain Mitch Davis. And with his current promotion, instead of enjoying his time in the villa where everyone else proposed their family live, he was cooped up in the same spot where they dropped the bomb of sending nukes to every corner of the world, buried in paperwork with Janice and Maine.

Busy wasn't even the right word to describe the three, and they didn't even notice me come in with their share of the food.

If I let my intrusive thoughts win, I would've opened them up with a flashbang, but it didn't take long before their nose did the work for them.

"Wha— When did you get here?!"

"Five minutes ago," I said as I cleared them a table, "Enough of that shit, for now. Eat."

Janice cut in, "But we still gotta—"

"I can beat you three in a pulp and send you to a hospital so you could eat three squared meals— I mean, we can feed you three in a tube? Do you want that?"

"..."

"..."

"A-Ah— You heard the man, l-let's eat!" Maine set the rest of her work aside to walk over to me, "What are we having for lunch?"

"Salmon and veggies with some soup. I already ate though, thanks."

"What?! You should've waited!"

I showed her my watch, "It's already past 2, I can't believe you fucks didn't notice."

Captain Davis dryly chuckled, "Well once we get going, we get going. It may seem boring from the outside perspective, but once you get a rhythm going, stopping's harder."

Maine nodded a few times, "So true... And we haven't even caught up to the day since you got here. I'd hate to say it but we kinda need more people doing boring jobs like these..."

Janice nodded, "And with the ton of things Bartow's group keeps bringing back, it's hard to keep up."

"What happened with Clay and Marge? Can't they help?"

Captain Davis answered, "Oh, Clay's been doing it alone in the Marine Base while Marge was one of the people we sent over to help with the Deweys. Remember Mrs. Adams?"

"Ah, right, right~"

"But you shouldn't worry about this, we did ask for help from their side and they'd be sending some bookies to help temporarily. It's just a lot of work now but if we caught up, it'd be easier and we'd be more familiar with this system of yours."

Janice exclaimed, "MAINE!"

"What?! I'm just volunteering..."

I chuckled, "Avoiding work, I see..."

"Ah— I-It's not that, I just— Man~ I thought it wouldn't be hard to seduce ya— I'm in a bit of a dry spell, you see?"

"MAINE!"

"Stop shouting my name! I can hear you just fine— I just wanted to shoot my shot, alright?"

I chuckled, "I'm flattered, I really am but—"

Maine cut me off, "There we go~ Fine, let me down nicely... You're probably drowning in pussy so you can't facilitate someone like me—"

"It's not that, alright? I'd be more convinced if you finish your work in—"

"I was actually fucking around for an hour now, I'm done with my share."

"WHAT?!" Janice and Captain Davis exclaimed.

"Again, I can hear you two just fine! Jesus..."

"Are you really done though?"

"Yes, you can check my work. It's over there."

Captain Davis couldn't believe what Maine said so he checked her work and found out that she was already done and was actually fucking around by doing their share they haven't touched yet.

Even I was surprised at the rate she completed her tasks and at the same time, the accuracy she completed them with footnotes regarding special cases like certain bullets that came from a box or loose ammo collected elsewhere.

So yeah, I gave credit where credit was due, so let's just say Maine couldn't stop giggling to herself as she went back to work all disheveled and shit, after we excused ourselves for 30 minutes in the bathroom.

Then Janice had to say it, "I-I'm done too... C-Can I have some of that—"

"JANICE!"