I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

The bunch of wealthy looking men and women seemed to not like what was going on here. I didn't know why, but just looking at them made me feel nauseous!

Each one of them had a group of bodyguards protecting them. They weren't originally much in number, counting less than twenty. Yet when adding the ten big guards on each one's side, the number became like a small army.

The most noticeable thing about their guards were the full armours they wore. Double weapons, helmets, even gauntlets and boots… they had everything!

Even when I met the spearhead group, they didn't look this strong or perfect! Something seems fishy here, something definitely stink!

"What's wrong?" Karoline looked at them with her bloodied version, "get in line or accept death!"

Damn girl! Did you steal that line from me or what? What should I say now? Clap at your performance or what?

"What the heck… even your father can't speak in such a way to us!" a spoiled lady in her late twenties said while crossing her arms over her big and unbelievably protruding chest.

*Snap!*

I didn't need to listen to more bullshit anymore. I just snapped my fingers as I raised my arm to the sky. I lowered my arm and pointed to that disgusting group of spoiled rich people and the next moment… my dragon descended.

*Bang!*

He landed there with his massive body that exuded inhuman strength. Just his presence there made everyone know his or her rightful place.

Then my dragon added a bit of spices to this situation.

*Roar!*

One single and long roar erupted while he moved his long head right and left to make everyone get a piece of it. I was sure now these good for nothing rich groups would pee themselves if my dragon continued his domineering show.

"Just stand in the line," I spoke again, "or else I'll let little boy here drag you there."

I winked and motioned with my head to the direction of the line then totally ignored them. My words were clear, if they didn't comply then they would die.

Just as they were about to move to the line forcibly, I found another traitor.

"A traitor for angels is here, take him," I kicked his as* and pushed him flying towards Karoline's way. My girl didn't disappoint me and swiftly cut his throat in a smooth manner.

This scene looked like a piece cut from a horror movie in the eyes of the new people coming here. But for unknown reason, that bunch of rich people looked at each other, and without prior agreement each ran in a different direction while shouting over their guards to follow.

"If anyone follows them, he will die!" Karoline was faster than me in stating such a fact to the guards. Damn girl! Stop stealing my lines!

The guards stood in daze for a few seconds, enough to see with their eyes the fate of any running traitor.

I already suspected those rich people. They might have been rich before the time of the apocalypse, but how come they were capable of arming all their guards like a grand army?

Even I lacked this ability, or didn't want to just become a rich sponsor without restraints!

Only someone with an open source of coins and other resources wouldn't care about this. Such rich people who got rich mostly since their birth were such low and dirty people.

Screw them! Let them all die and rot!

"Half for you," I said even before the screams of agony and help came from their throat, "and half for me."

"Fine," Karoline didn't fight me over them. After all, it was generous of me to let her take all the loot for now.

"Stand in the line," after such a bloody show, I said in a calm tone that didn't carry any hope for traitors, "or try to outrun my little boys here."

Of course they would be dreaming if they thought about the latter. For a traitor, he or she would have only a single end.

Right now it was judgement day for traitors, nothing less, nothing more.

As time passed by, more and more traitors were found and killed. I never imagined such a number of survivors would exist in such a small part of the city.

I scanned almost five thousand people, almost half were soldiers. Out of them, one fifth were traitors.

With time Karoline started to learn bad habits like me.

"Damn it! This damn traitor is so poor!"

"Just this? And you dare to call yourself a traitor?"

"An agent for the dirty angels yet you have only this few coins in your account? Tsk!"

She started to give such comments half an hour ago. I simply watched from the side and didn't comment, mostly shaking my head in regret.

Yeah, coins and stats could change people, how unfortunate!

"We are done," as the last person was scanned and was clean, I turned to the big pile of dead bodies and grinned.

Half of those rich people were still alive, waiting for my sword. I stored away my compass and started a spree of killing and collecting my rewards.

Those filthy rich folks!! They were even filthy rich in the apocalypse!

Just from the ten I killed, I gained a few million coins and lots of items. Stat points, gems, and crystals were there. Gears, scrolls, and weapons were in piles!

I even didn't feel any will to go and get the ten percent off the other traitors. These ten were simply fine for me.

But I didn't do that! Anything I could gain would be useful. I didn't only need them for myself, but for my growing force.

Not to mention I had two bottomless pits in the form of Alex and Karoline!

One of the biggest gains here was the guards of those rich folks. Two hundred strong and fully equipped guards were now mine.

In addition to that I got the elites of the army. And their tanks, rocket launchers, and helis.

They weren't enough for now, but who said my vision was limited to under my feet?

"What now?" Karoline changed, changed a lot. She came and stood like she was a veteran warrior, not even caring to wipe out the almost dried up blood over her face.

"You… come here," I pointed at the major. The latter hurriedly came and didn't comment on my way of calling him.

I needed something else, something that might be described as going over the border. So I needed to show him who was the boss here, so he wouldn't act like I feared.

"You came from which military base?" I asked, and yet this wasn't the big question I had in mind.

"Many bases actually," the major was baffled when he heard that question. He even returned to his old habit, looking back at Karoline who simply shrugged as if she was saying: This is your sh*t buddy, handle it properly or else I can't help you!

"We grouped at Fort Hamilton army base in Brooklyn before coming to support the lady," as he found himself lonely without Karoline's support, he had to give me something.

"Good," I nodded as this wasn't my aim in the first place, "do you have a connection with other army bases over the states?" I asked and again it wasn't my main question.

"We have a stable morse code network running so far," he slowly said, seemingly not like the direction our little conversation was heading.

But I didn't give a damn about what he felt and added:

"Cool, then you have a connection with big arsenals?" I paused before adding, "big military factories all across the states, do you have connections with them?"

Now this was my real question. As I asked, I saw a hint of hesitation and slight rejection over his face. It was known how strict the military code worked. Yet that was in times apart from these.

"We aren't in the old regime anymore," as I saw the flash of rejection spark clearly on his face, I had to push forward, "the states are gone! The civilization will be ruined, and if we don't act fast, even the military will be lost."

"This…"

"Just take a look around, take a good look all over the place and tell me this: can the army handle this situation? Can the army personnel, weapons, and even the deadly ammunition handle the monsters?"

He was loyal, so he didn't express his own thoughts and instead looked at Karoline.

"The army can't," Karoline found herself pushed to intervene. This major seemed to feel immense pressure just from my words. "But what can we do?"

"A lot," I firmly said, "if we manage to salvage a few factories, save a few forces from getting destroyed, then we have a big advantage… I can't say it will show itself now, but in the future I'm sure it will make a big difference."

Karoline was already on my side, so she returned to the major and gave him a deep and meaningful glance. The mayor had no other choice here.

"I'll contact them and see what I can do," he gave me the answer I didn't want to hear.

"Take Karoline with you," I hurriedly stopped him, "let her give them the order."

A flash of relief appeared over his face for a brief moment before another drastically opposite look of worry appeared again.

Yeah, I was such a greedy person who wouldn't let such a chance slip by and would meticulously plan for it. Yeah, I aimed at your army and arsenal, using the current chief in staff by your old state rules to have all this.

What could you possibly do? Huh?

Having no other choice but stall for time, he said:

"But the only working morse system here is back at the base."

I knew he was referring to the base he mentioned in Brooklyn. "That's great," unlike what he expected, I smiled in contentment and even patted his shoulders, "I have business to do here in Brooklyn anyway. Let's go."

"What about… what about these?" the major was sh*I was scared when he heard my words. He pointed like a scaredy cat at the direction of the ongoing fight.

"Oh them?" I shrugged, "I'll let my army handle them. Ask everyone to retreat and make sure your boys cover up everyone."

The major didn't get what I meant. But during the past few hours, Isabella finished scanning her forces and joined the big fight at the bridge.

It was time for my new boys to show up on the stage.

"They should be done by now," a few hours were enough to crush all the monsters coming from Manhattan to here, right?

[What's up?]

As if I was chatting with her, I sent her this casual and famous message in this era… I suppose!

[I'm with spearhead right now] she sent back, [We cleared all the incoming monsters at the bridge. Currently all the forces are scattered to clear the Queens]

[Drop Queens for now] it wasn't urgent, [bring most of the ones you can spare, lead them to Brooklyn. I'll let my dragons in the sky to guide you]

[A fun fight is there?] it wasn't here who sent me this, but the all excited spearhead.

He was a bloodthirsty violent guy, best suited in fights and such battles. I couldn't help but smile. I was lucky to have such astounding talents on my side.

[Lots and lots of monsters to kill] I sent back.

[We are coming] he sent, [Five minutes at most and the front boys will reach you there. Hell, they will be celebrating to hear that instead of fighting over crumbs]

I closed the chat and instantly sent my four dragons to the other side of the river.. I wanted to see what impact those new boys would have, especially to those military and youths around.