Well, didn't think it had to come to this, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
*Retrieves two white thermos cups labeled "Quickstep" And give one to Jacob*
*Gets knocked out cold, and then thrown out of the train*
[Status will be marked "Dead" To Inkings and octolings as well as Some people (Anime Cartel units, hostile people, ECT.)]
Yeah, Wait...
*Looks closer at a logo under the helicopter, the logo represents the same one on my desert eagle, the City 5 Protection Agency logo.*
That's a City 5 Protection Agency helicopter.
No, City 5 lies underneath Inokpolis, way before the flood even came in, meant for the end of the world events such as zombies, alien attack, massive floods, and everything turning into ice.
Yes.
*It starts to approach with the empty hand reaching out, I snap its neck and carefully lie it down*
Its starting to feel a little more familiar to me every main point we reach, these things breaking out of here and causing hell on the surface, I've been dreaming it, I've been seeing hallucinations of them, and I've been hearing inklings scream and the undead groaning, its like final destination.
Well, we got the gas, so we should be pretty much done here anyways.
*Walks up to the shutters and locks it tight*
Just so that I don't feel guilty about leaving it unlocked.
*Walks into the train and sits down.*
We get gas, and some other stuff.
*Walks to the train*
If I can recall, this train will have a few stops before we reach City 5. So we should stock up on some stuff, just to be safe.
*Something in the distance starts to make a sound that sounds like an Octoling, but infected.
Look, seems that they got a test subject, an Anime Cartel unit. I can't wait to see how this goes. Bet you ten bucks he turns into a zombie and causes us to get out of here.
You sure? If these Inkings act hostile to us, clearly we should be careful of what city we go to, chances are that we will be attracting a lot of unwanted attention.
*The inkling attempts to arrest me and I end up taking both his Modified Desert Eagles and I kick him out of the train, and he is run over by another cop car*
You either pay to ride, or pay to die.
*Begins shooting at the cars*
*Starts to drive to the North*
They showed up on the East, we have to go North. Plus, this is faster than a dirt bike to be exact.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cETBCvKnu0Q
Cars and houses seem like an easy answer, possibly some gunfire caused some panic, but the ships, that is a good question, and I don't see any ports at all around here, but I do see some inklings on dirt bikes.
Yeah, I do, in fact, I know a total of 7 Inkings, they are all Ammune Inkings, and I believe that.
*A few seconds of silence*
Yeah, the pilot is one of them, and the other six are in the helicopter. Seems that they got back in the air too.
No, they won't attack allies, and they are heading to the Crusader_Stream, if I can recall. They will supply us with weapons, medical equipment, and some extra hands around the bases.
Well, I feel dead, and I called BeHapp to help us out of this hell.
*Tosses a grenade at the glass and takes cover*
He will fight the Inkings outside, we gotta deal with the ones inside.
Well. That happened.
*My vodka fall out of the bag and I catch it.*
I think that Inkings f**king suck at body checks.
*Pulls out a desert eagle and fires at the rope holding me and Jacob down*
Now we are equal.
*Attempts to start the train, but it seems like something is missing*
I ain't no conductor, but I do think trains require either gasoline or electricity to be able to move.