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Chapter 59 - Tales of Chaos – Bryan I (Z)

[A/N: Hello everyone.

New perspective.

This time it's Bryan, Alex's close friend, who is in the military.

This will give us key knowledge about viruses, how the military will proceed in the first few hours, and also some references to other spin-offs that haven't been released yet.

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Sunday, November 15, 2026, 2nd Infantry Division, Army.

 

Morning, First Lieutenant Adams' office.

 

"First Lieutenant Adams, we have an update from headquarters," a communications soldier told the person in charge of logistics and engineering deployment in an urgent tone.

"Report back," he instructed seriously.

"Temporary camps deployed in our area must be instructed immediately to handle any biological threats that meet the characteristics of the classified reports," the soldier stated firmly, although his eyes showed concern.

"Understood... Notify those in charge of deployment to follow the protocol established in the previous meeting and secure the areas where biological threats have been detected... You are dismissed," First Lieutenant Adams ordered.

"Okay," the soldier replied as he turned and left the office.

First Lieutenant Adams appeared calm in response to the newly received information, but inside, he was deeply uneasy, although he tried to hide it.

A few months earlier, he had been summoned to headquarters along with other logistics officers from various divisions for a general meeting.

At that meeting, the creation of between 30 and 50 temporary camps near cities or strategic points in the country was planned.

They were not given any information about the reasons, but they were given information about the materials needed to establish these camps.

Despite being new to his position, First Lieutenant Adams was quite efficient and maintained a good relationship with the colonel of the infantry division to which he belonged. These qualities allowed him access to highly important information.

A new virus, with classified origins, has been detected that could keep people alive after suffering serious injuries, albeit with abnormal behavior and severe after-effects.

The colonel informed him that, in addition to the materials for setting up the camps, fully equipped mobile laboratories needed to be prepared for each one. In fact, the construction requirements specified the need for a large biological containment area, as well as materials to protect against chemical and biological hazards.

Adams, complying with the instructions, prepared everything he was told, but at the same time, he felt concerned about the situation. The extent of the preparations across all branches of the military and the new virus, which his colonel described as "harmless," seemed to differ from what his superiors had shared.

A couple of months later, construction began on the camps, or the adaptation of certain locations to be used as such.

Simultaneously, senior officers, including First Lieutenant Adams, were informed of the seriousness of the situation.

Army scientists suspected that the virus had somehow been released and that many people around the world might be infected, including some soldiers. The main challenge is that the virus cannot be detected at this time. The only way to determine if someone is a carrier is to subject them to extreme physical and stress tests that nearly lead to death.

The virus remains dormant in those who carry it, making it impossible to identify those currently infected. Furthermore, because it is dormant, the symptoms that normally accompany this virus do not manifest.

According to the information First Lieutenant Adams received, the symptoms are divided into three phases.

In the initial phase, those actively infected experienced dizziness, weakness, and fever; however, all of these symptoms were analyzed in a controlled environment, and no active cases have been reported outside of laboratory experiments, both private and public.

In the second phase, symptoms such as delirium, chills, and nausea were observed. However, as with previous cases, there are no records of active cases. Furthermore, according to data provided by the military laboratory, these symptoms varied depending on the virus strain.

Finally, in the most advanced stages, those affected would suffer general organ failure that could result in death. However, reports indicate that the body would experience a brief lull in vital signs before recovering.

In many of the reports, these are classified as "Reanimated Pathogenic Organism with Active Organic Decomposition," differentiating them from ordinary living beings until a cure is found.

"It's already 0400 hours. If they issued the warning today, it's because the virus's latent state has ended. It's very likely we'll start receiving calls from all camps," First Lieutenant Adams thought as he dialed his assistant's number on his desk phone.

"Ruiz, I need you to contact all bases immediately to inform them that health officials must be prepared for biological threat containment. Additionally, medical supply managers must prepare a new batch immediately for all bases," Adams instructed his assistant.

"Okay," the latter answered over the phone.

After hanging up, Adams began to pore over the map in his office while pondering the new challenges ahead.

As the division's logistics officer, he had made meticulous preparations to deal with any eventuality. However, a new concern began to take hold in his mind.

"I can locate Alex at the camp and then transport him here along with the supply trucks," Adams commented uneasily, pointing to various locations in a nearby town, thinking about his friend's safety.

"And my parents, as well as Alex's, will be taken here with me," he whispered, pointing to a small town near the division base. A few hours later, in the command office of the Army's Second Infantry Division, a soldier from the communications department reported:

"Colonel, we have reported 11 cases in the surrounding area and 60 in all the camps under the division."

"Update the information and send it to headquarters," the colonel instructed his assistant. "Inform your superior that he must organize ongoing reports and send the updated data to headquarters," he instructed the soldier who had submitted the report.

"Sir, one of the camps is requesting controlled transport to take the infected to headquarters or to a camp with functional biological containment rooms," another soldier reported.

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[A/N: There always must be someone who fails, hahaha.]

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"Which camp is it?" the colonel asked, visibly annoyed.

"It's Camp 8, sir," the soldier replied.

"Adams, why doesn't Camp 8 have containment rooms?" the colonel asked sternly.

"Sir, in Friday's report, I informed you that due to the malpractice of the Camp 8 commander, resources were misused, and the containment rooms didn't meet the medical staff's requirements," Adams reported without hesitation.

"Fuuu… That's true," he said, recalling the report. "Those damn nepotism-ridden bastards!" he grumbled, remembering who oversaw Camp 8.

"Sir, I anticipated these problems, and yesterday, vehicles adapted for the transport of infected or hazardous biological material were prepared," Adams warned, noticing the colonel's concern.

"That's why it's good to be surrounded by competent people," the colonel said, his spirits lifted, patting Adams firmly on the shoulder. "When can you leave?" the colonel asked.

"Immediately, sir," he replied firmly. "We have five vehicles available. I recommend sending three of them to Camp 8 and leaving the rest as backup," Adams suggested respectfully. "Let's do as you say," he said.

Immediately, preparations began to equip three trucks with individual containment rooms. Each truck could hold 10 infected patients and had space for medical personnel.

"Adams, how long will it take to build the containment room at Camp 8?" the colonel asked Adams after organizing the deployment of the trucks.

"Sir, I'm informing you that extra materials have been prepared for many containment rooms, so the materials can be sent today, and Camp 8 will be responsible for their construction," Adams replied.

"Arrange a truck with technical personnel and materials for the construction of Camp 8's containment room. I won't let that incompetent man screws it up again. The truck must leave in the same convoy," the colonel ordered.

"Understood," Adams said as he left the command office.

 

Half an hour later.

 

"Sir, there have been reports of attacks by infected individuals," a soldier reported just as Adams returned after organizing the convoy to Camp 8.

"Explain," the colonel ordered.

"Sir, reports from the camps and the barracks indicate that all infected individuals are acting aggressively, biting uninfected individuals," he reported with a look of panic.

"I understand. Update the information we have on them and report all developments to headquarters and the various camps. Also…" the colonel was saying when a soldier abruptly entered, his face filled with panic.

"Sir, urgent notification from the medical staff!" he exclaimed as soon as he entered. "Infected individuals transmit the virus through bites," the soldier said after taking a slight breath.

"What?!" the colonel exclaimed.

"Sir, the lab staff has concluded that the virus is transmitted through direct contact via fluids; in this case, the bites infected more people. They are also notifying you that, to date, there are no cases of airborne transmission, so this method of transmission can be ruled out," the soldier quickly explained.

"I understand… Immediately notify all medical personnel of these findings. Also, I need you to inform the containment staff that the people who have been bitten must be quarantined," the colonel ordered the soldier.

"Immediately, sir."

The colonel remained silent, reflecting on this new information.

They had made many preparations to contain exposed and infected people, but they focused more on preventing airborne transmission than this type of contact infection.

"Adams, do we have any protective equipment in stock?" the colonel asked.

"Yes, sir."

"Do the other divisions also have these preparations?" he asked curiously.

"No, sir… You gave me logistical freedom, so I allocated part of the budget for tactical equipment, movement control equipment, and materials for the construction of containment rooms," Adams responded in detail.

"Why did you make that decision?" the colonel asked.

"Sir, in the reports, the aforementioned test subjects displayed 'erratic' behavior, which led me to believe that if the virus became active, these biological hazards could pose a danger to personnel," Adams replied.

"I see… Well seen, First Lieutenant Adams. From now on, you will participate in all control room meetings, and I want a report on the measures you deem appropriate to control the situation," the colonel ordered.

"I will, sir," Adams replied.

The colonel of the 2nd Infantry Division, unlike the officer in charge of Camp 8, had come to his position through great effort. One of his defining qualities is his ability to inspire talented people to achieve greater results.

One of these individuals was First Lieutenant Adams, who, despite his age, was quite talented in logistics and engineering.

Since the headquarters preparations began, Adams had been an invaluable asset to the 2nd Division. The colonel knew that logistics was one of the most important areas in emergency situations, so, knowing Adams's talent, he granted him planning and budgeting freedom.

Adams not only optimized costs but also prepared all the necessary elements well in advance, even preparing some extra supplies as a precaution.

The 2nd Division was one of the only ones fully prepared for virus containment. Although this was also due to the longer preparation time given by headquarters. "Although the 2nd Division is prepared, the other divisions will have a very difficult time," the colonel reflected seriously as he looked at a map of the country.

 

At noon.

 

Adams had spent the entire morning in the 2nd Division's communications office, responding promptly to the emergency situations that were arising at the temporary camp locations.

The number of infected had increased significantly, although the numbers were still manageable.

The main problem was the people attacked by the infected.

In the areas where the infected attacked, many people were bitten or scratched. Each of them was relocated to individual containment sites.

The quarantine was strict, and even military personnel were quarantined.

Suddenly, Adams's personal phone vibrated.

He left the communications room to answer it, and when he saw who was calling, the hair on his back stood up. A fear of unbecoming a well-trained soldier overwhelmed him.

"I hope it's not what I'm afraid of," Adams thought in a panic as he answered the call.

"It's me again," the voice on the other end said in a serious tone.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"My parents were in danger."

"What happened to them?" Adams asked worriedly.

"What you're preparing for, that's what happened," the voice on the other end replied in a serious voice.

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[A/N: CHAPTER COMPLETED

Thanks everyone for reading.

I hope you enjoyed it.

I know it's a lot of rehashing of the early days, but I didn't want to resort to flashbacks or perhaps just vague mentions in future chapters.

Besides, I'm doing this to make everything much more understandable. Even for me, it's harder to integrate these chapters and make them exciting than just sticking with the main story and omitting important details.

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