The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Survivors (8)

It was only the first day I used firewood to boil drinking water and cook food. I thought I'd run out of gas, but I locked the valve. Since the temporary node was originally a lodging business, there were 20 canisters of gas in the outdoor storage room. There was enough left over. There were many other smaller cylinders. It was presumed to be rented to a camper/car. Captain Langford is pleased. Smoke rises when you hit a tree. There was a possibility of attracting mutants.

It was understandable why the valve was locked. It had more lodging businesses than usual. Since the plague began in Asia, tourists must have stepped down, so it was not unusual to close the door before the West Coast infection. The blockade troops who occupied this place for a while wouldn't even care about it.

Gas pipes do not enter the Unincorporated Community. Nearby villagers and other inns were able to secure multiple gas canisters. The gas was so thick that the boiler started the day after the stay. The solar panels that scraped off the ground were also overflowing with electricity, so the water pump pulling up ground water was working normally.

The soldiers who took an unlimited hot shower cheered, of course.

Everything was more abundant than I first expected. Too bad everyone's leaving.

Preparation for transport was also smooth.

Lieutenant Barker smashed up the TV in the lounge. It was an old projection TV, but what the lieutenant needed was a Fresnel lens film on the inside. Thin, flat magnifying glass with a diagonal length of 61 inches. They were fitted into a woodshop frame and made solar cooking utensils.

It was useful. Winter would have made it if you weren't too busy hunting. The utilization will vary depending on the weather, but it was attractive to know that self-service is possible without fuel. But lieutenant Barker seemed to enjoy the process of making it rather than making it.

“Ever since I saw it on the Internet, I've always wanted to make it. This is what opportunity looks like. ”

Survival know-how was the world's greatest concern. Online information sharing was also active, and military survival manuals were also reinforced on the premise of survival in infected areas. If the information is well evaluated in the civilian world, it's only a matter of time before it's written in military manuals and newspapers. Fresnel's concentrator was one of them.

As a result, Lieutenant Barker broke a pan.

An evening of greeting after the Great Sword Throw. It was 6 p.m., but the sky was still bright. The lieutenant demonstrated cooking in front of winter. I got the frying pan right in the focal length, and it shined so brightly that I couldn't even see straight. The meat on which it was placed became charcoal, and the pan on which it was strung was coated was peeled and bent.

But I smiled that it was good.

“Hey, nice firepower! Wouldn't that be wonderful? I hope this will improve your prototypical hair loss. ”

Lt. Escamyla sighs as she hears her motivational nonsense. And look around. I'm being cautious because I think I might have a party. With a relaxing meal, I did not see the temporary commander among the soldiers who occasionally enjoy a glass of whiskey on the rocks.

It is true that Captain Langford's crown is empty. It seems to have been going on for quite some time, but it was likely that the extreme stress that had been experienced in the past few days would have had a detrimental effect.

80 people moving is not just about food. ’

When winter came to save the horses, the captain was very cheerful. However, he knew that it was difficult to use as a vehicle and did not conceal his frustration. The morning after his stay, at the commander's meeting, the captain unconsciously rubs his head and asks the question as if to double-check.

“A hundred kilograms of water per person? ”

“Considering the distance, duration and condition of the road, it's better to just ride the rider. Even if you carry more luggage, you should not give up the weight of the armor. It would be different if you had a wagon. ”

In my experience, the weight I could put on the back of a horse was about two pounds. Beyond that, it's hard, and if you go beyond three hurdles, you can't go on a long journey. Exhausted or likely to die.

The benefits of high-speed reconnaissance for the protection of march troops are greater than those used for transportation.

So winter searched for a Catholic church in the village. Hoping for a wagon. However, since the population was smaller than the size of the colony, it did not have much to offer.

None of the officers knew the words well enough to winter. The captain thought it would be okay to carry a few hundred kilos per piece.

“I thought I'd use four for reconnaissance, and one for transportation.... Wagon, wagon... Lieutenant Escamyla. Can you make it in the woodshed? ”

“Uh, I don't know how, and I don't have the tools for that kind of precision. ”

It was originally a place that used to supply firewood to lodging businesses and campsites. Above all, it takes iron to make wheels. Even if I imitated it similarly, it wouldn't last long.

“Of course. I asked a stupid question. ”

Then the captain once again touched the hairless spot.

Fortunately, the problem was solved on the fourth day, this morning. During the last winter hunt, Ensign Malcolm Kruger secured the vehicle.

The truck was spotted at the National Parks Service Office, 600 meters west of the Node. The campground was empty and so was the parking lot, but the truck was tolerant and remained in the back of the office. It had a retractor on it, but it was easily separated.

I found the key in my office, but I couldn't get it started. Lieutenant Kruger brought this in with his soldiers. With solar recharge, the batteries regenerate. It's cold, but it starts.

Fuel was also in good condition. I pulled out a small amount of rubber tubing to the bottom of the tank and found no foreign matter and no discoloration. Is it because it's more stable than gasoline?

Likewise, Captain Langford scrapes at the spot where his hair was missing, delighted.

Looks like a big emptiness. Winter was a little troubled because he seemed unconscious on his own.

‘You have to tell me. ’

But in the end I did not. It was because of the appearance of soldiers and officers who pretended not to know each time I saw them. Wouldn't it be nice to have intimacy in this way? Although I would later be ashamed, it was more important to build a human intimacy among other members of the group.

It was winter when I decided it was a necessary sacrifice for the commander.

Or you know what you're doing.

However, the car became less burdensome. Pickup trucks were also more tractive cars than self-transportation, but carried much more weight than horses.

If the truck hadn't been saved, each soldier would have had to carry quite a load.

The captain was able to cover 30 kilometers a day. Assuming there's no contact, no crossing the mountain. However, it was not uncommon to walk the streets weighing the full force.

In that sense, the heat from the house that Lieutenant Barker built was something for him to enjoy.

“Here we go! ”

Barker with oil in a new pan. Thanks to the height adjustment of the pedestal, there was no such disaster.

Chaaaaaa

The meat on the top is in a frenzy. It was salted meat that was cleaned and dried with a knife. The meat was alive because it was not aged long. The time to taste the first completed dose. In the meantime, it was enough to eat only raw meat.

The biggest contribution to winter was the first time I had to taste it, so it was now.

The Coast Guard lieutenant felt confident in cooking. I don't know if it's true, but every action is rough. The soldiers watching are accustomed to it.

Square pepper sprayed. Add some vinegar to it. Dried mushrooms, asparagus and mustard seeds are put together and jiggled. Due to the nature of the cookware, it was difficult to determine how ripe the meat was between the flurries of glowing oils like the late afternoon sun. That was why the so-called confidence was gradually diminishing. Later, I pulled it out from time to time and stabbed it with a knife.

“It's done.”

Steam was set on a white platter of seared meat. It looks like steak because it is poured gently on top of the broth like a sauce. The dish was soon placed on the outdoor table where winter sat.

Concentrated. Officers and soldiers waiting for their turn. It might be stock in the future. Of course, you can't do this every time.

Winter lifts the knife. I didn't have a bad feeling about chopping it. Place a piece of chopped finger in your mouth. After the oil mixed with various fragrances and broth, it also tasted quite salty on American food standards. Meat is harder than regular meat. It was a little different from being tough. It's more of a resistance than a resilience. It tasted good to say, and it didn't look like meat to me.

It's still good for salted beef.

“Fair enough. ”

Upon hearing the winter assessment, Lieutenant Escamyla tasted it. The more I chew, the blurrier I look.

“Not really.”

Lt. Kruger then flattered.

“It's not good.”

This was the most overwhelming thing the soldiers had ever seen.

“MacDonald's hamburger patties from the last day or so. If I had treated him like this, he wouldn't have an arm or a leg by now. Well, it's better than beating three o'clock with a vegetable omelet, but that was a weapon, not a food in the first place. ”

The vegetable omelet here meant MRE. The same menu that everyone avoided when training in melee combat in Port Roberts. The wrong person is not tasty enough to be nauseous as soon as they put it in their mouth.

There was no good response since then. Only winter, which was hard to taste, was positively evaluated due to a lifetime of eating. The cook, Lieutenant Barker, was displeased. Slice and chew the rest of the slices and fry the saliva.

“You sound full! Honestly, we've been eating way too much! It's not that it's not awful! Isn't that right, Lieutenant? ”

Meanwhile, I roasted meat just after slaughtering it every day. The freshness was extremely high. The more you caught, the more trouble you had with transportation after hunting, so you drove the prey towards the Node and killed it at the water's edge. Those who saw the lump cut meat repeating expansion and contraction as if they were breathing alive opened their eyes wide, leaving the class and affiliation.

Such meat was really good texture. I was impressed by all the pepper and salt.

When the arrow returns to you, winter smiles awkwardly.

“Don't be so unfair. I oversaw the salting. ”

Half the bad responsibilities mean winter itself. The cook looked up at the sky and spread out his hands.

“Come to think of it, whatever the taste, this is going to be a very expensive meal. ”

The words of Ensign Escamyla as comforting as motivation. Winter leans in.

“What do you mean by that? ”

“Lieutenant Han made it himself. If it was on the market, it would be premium. Wouldn't it sell for a thousand dollars a serve? The flavor won't be a problem. ”

“ ……. ”

While I have nothing to say, Major Barker is counting on a thousand dollars a head, and how rich he will be if he sells the stockpile. He offered to winter, counting the million-dollar turnover with a twitching finger.

“If you get discharged later, won't you do business with me? ”

“ ……. ”

I thought it would really sell if I told him I was going to use it as a fund for the Civil War.

Now, after two nights, we leave the temporary node. However, the preparation for moving was almost finished except for the drying work, so the rest was still a rest time after eating.

Soldiers struggled to thoroughly fortify the Node for a few days. In addition to reinforcing the Node Building, he built a fence with a whole log and completed the Male Watchtower today. Thanks to heavy equipment in the woodwork and the National Parks Service office.

But is it really worth putting the ball into a place that's about to leave?

There is.

It wasn't just because this was a rally point.

“I can't give up hope that there will be other survivors. ”

When deciding on fortification, Captain Langford spoke at the meeting.

“There were only four bases inside Golden Gate. It is possible that the remaining members of the 10th Mountain Brigade who were unable to evacuate Angel Island escaped the bay on their own. If they were chased into Mount Tamalfire by a mutant group, either way, they could lead the way to this town. We need to be prepared for that. I've got plenty of time. ”

He said he would leave behind a map of his unit's expected route. Let the survivors who arrive late follow with hope.

Also, it would have been worth a day if the soldiers could spend the night a little more comfortably.

The sun is setting.

When the tilted sunset becomes sunset and the sunset becomes dark again. With the results of the day's matches, it's time for Winter and Anne and the CIA agents to drink whiskey.

The agents are hitting the Pokémon Ball in the rec room next to the lounge. In fact, I wanted to stop the winter, but I heard that Kowalski was very depressed for a few days. From Tucker and Kelly.

It will be lonely. Even my colleagues are staying out of sight.

Anne said it would be a good fit without mentioning the case. I need you to show me that this side is comfortable without caring. Then I smiled bitterly. I don't know if it's just compassion or trying to protect a witness to a lawsuit.

“Thanks to you, you're enjoying a good drink. ”

Talbot handed a glass filled to Winter. The ice in the liquor shimmers like a dark amber crystal, illuminated by a subtle light.

“I don't really like strong drinks. ”

A drink with as much strength as the words of winter. It smells like perfume. The top lineup of the Wild Turkish brand. It was the best product in the game.

However, no other team in the rankings touched it. As if the owner is set.

When winter came to choose, it was a temptation to take a hand to another bottle.

“Everyone's thanking me. Please take a seat and we would like to formally thank you. If it wasn't for you, they'd all be dead in there. He's a lifesaver.”

That was Agent Tucker.

In that regard, the attitudes of the soldiers have changed a lot since their faces returned. The difference in grip strength was noticeable.

Johanna raises her glass.

“Here, cheers. ”

Tsk. The five cups that gathered together shook clear.

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# The weight of the horse

You can sit on a horse saddle without weighing less than 20% of the horse's own body weight. At 25%, your breathing becomes very labored and you gain high stress starting at 30%.

If you drag a wagon, there are variables such as the diameter of the wheels, the condition of the road, and the degree of slope of the wagon, but the Work Horse Handbook (L. Miller) says that when the wagon wheels are large, the total weight is half the weight of the horse, and when the wheels are small, the third weight is good.

So even if you have a wagon, it doesn't increase the weight of the wagon by much.

Twenty-two wagons (…), called the Twenty Mule Team, carried 3.5 tons of wagons and 9 tons of ore at once, roughly 600 kilograms per horse. It is estimated that it has over a ton of weight in heavy draft hoses.