Fragments Chapter 17 Page 18

He quickly drags the drone back into the store and rolls him over onto his stomach. Then quickly opens the kitbag and pulls out some rope and a small pouch. The rest of the contents seem to be just magazines for the rifle. Roughly 20 of them, enough for a small war. Securing his captives arms to his sides using the rope he straps the pouch to his back. He has to cover his nose and mouth for a moment as he gets a bit too close to the drone.

Jesus, these pigs stink. That all meat diet and running around all day like chickens shitting on themselves is a bad recipe. You can smell them a mile away now. After a few days humans are no better than cattle.

Opening the pouch to check that all is in order he reveals that it contains a few sticks of what look like