When they reached the Bluebird district, there was dead silence.
The cars stopped near the gas station, and everyone alighted from the car.
"Still no zombies," Sylas said as he carefully used his senses to scan the surroundings.
"Everyone, stay alert. Dylan, Serena, and Sylas, come with me," Major Kyle said as he headed to the gas station.
The gas station was a mess. One of the pumps was vandalized, and cars were parked askew. Some overturned and some with their doors wide open.
When they approached the pumps, the digital screens were dark because of the lack of electricity.
"We need to extract it manually," Major Kyle said.
Dylan lifted the metal access panel near the base of the pump, and the smell of gasoline wafted out, assaulting their nostrils.
Sylas took out the jerry cans, containers, funnels, manual hand pump, and siphon hose from his space.
Dylan took the siphon hose and let it down into the underground tank.
