It was just another day out on the town, looking around for anybody else still living in the streets. Although I knew the streets like the back of my hand, I decided to play it safe and observe from a nearby rooftop.
I dropped my rifle down next to me, and leaned against the edge of the room, looking down at the streets below.
From the corner of my eye I saw something speeding down the street, somebody struggling inside of a car.
I put my binoculars down for a moment and tapped my earpiece, “Found another loner. Engage?”
“Like I said, Nao, it’s your call.”
“Roger that.”
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