Radio “Voice of the Wasteland”
It’s Alex Murch, who is no longer the host of the station abandoned in the middle of the Wasteland, called the Voice of the Wasteland, for some reason. Now I am your watchman!
In the last episode, I suggested voting for the vantage point. The option “Plateau, already occupied by a group of strangers” was chosen by the majority of votes.
I had 2 magazines for Scar AB, 75 camera traps on every slope nearby, 5 supposed observation points, half a can of soot for protective camouflage and a whole lot of shells for guns of all rarities and colors on my armoured car, vitamins, as well as engine oil, gasoline, one blanket, binoculars and 2 dozen shells for the “Mandrake” (without the “Mandrake” itself — I don’t know why I need the shells). Not that I needed all that for the surveillance, but if you start observing strange guests, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that worried me was the radio broadcast. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a radio host, doing surveillance. I knew that sooner or later I would be caught because of this, but I couldn’t do anything with my curiosity, and it seems that I was able to get your attention.
Day 1.
Nothing is going on. They eat, party, sometimes shoot.
Day 2.
Someone contacted someone by radio. It would be cool if I could read lips.
Day 3.
Something has changed, there’s nobody on the plateau. When did they leave? Oh, they just slept until dinner. E-X-C-I-T-I-N-G.
Day 4.
They went strangely quiet and cautious. They set up patrols. They put things in order, judging by the amount of garbage dumped from the mountain slope. An armored car drove to the plateau in the evening. Unfortunately, I don’t know which side he came from. He gave a note to the one who spoke on the radio through the window. Took a photo. It’s not a good one. I’ll share it with everyone. I will continue observing.
Well, survivors. What are we going to observe this week?
- Road to the mountain in the south;
- Road to the mountain in the east;
- Plateau, already occupied by a group of strangers;
- Anything at all;
- My own pantry.