On the surface, Seb looked like an army brat trying to impress his parents but if his parents have some pull in the army with their ranks or something similar, why would he be in charge of a group of kids doing odd jobs such as this?
Granted I'll be doing the same job as them because of our deal but with my familiarity of how the world worked in these parts, he should be doing something much better.
'We'll see later though...'
After a short bit, Seb turned to me and said, "I think we should head down."
"Down?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"Why?"
"I thought you were gonna help us?"
"Not blindly. Tell me the reason for your decision because I'm going to assure you that we'd probably find more heads if we drove into Tagaytay City or even Sta. Rosa City than heading back to where we came from."
Seb nodded pensively, "That's true but we're not the only group collecting heads in these parts. However, everything below this hill is open season though cadets like us couldn't just drive down there. Except now."
"Because of us?"
"Yeah, because of you guys."
"Hmm."
"I don't know much about the deal we had with you guys but I do know we're not allowed to venture down that hill. Unless we're with a high-ranking officer or if we gained permission from you guys beforehand, we'd be lit up before we could try and fire back."
I turned to Jesus, "Is that true—"
"Yeah—"
Seb cut us off, "Why would I lie to your faces?"
I chuckled as I shook my head, "You really like to cut people off, huh? You see, it's not about you lying to us, it's about the chance that your officers are lying to you. They could be telling you another thing about the deal you guys made while conveniently omitting parts that aren't relevant to you. I'm asking Jesus because he's the 7th guy in the De Leon Family."
Seb got quiet for a moment, "I understand. But which number are you?"
*bzzt*
[We're here. We should park our vehicles here where it's safe and we go in to pick them off one by one. I don't know about a couple of hours but we should take what we could and drive to a different area to get more heads.]
*bzzt*
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*bzzt*
"I appreciate you looking out for us but I'll take over. Just focus on collecting the heads after we're done, yeah?"
*bzzt*
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*bzzt*
[...]
*bzzt*
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*bzzt*
"Seb? You hearing me? Fuck it, just don't interfere and watch us work, alright?"
*bzzt*
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With that said, I made my drone fly overhead the area but I also asked Jesus to drive inside with his station wagon to draw everything out in the open. It was because we don't have the time to systematically locate each deadhead inside the wet market and I've been to this place before.
I'm 100% sure that with Jesus' driving skills, he could just stroll in and get out without any issue and he did just that in under ten minutes.
I confirmed that there were around a couple of hundred deadheads in the wet market so we met up with Jesus' station wagon after I asked him to herd them around with his last loop around.