After parting ways with the others and watching them disperse in different directions to assist various clearing teams, I decided to head toward the western section of the area we were systematically securing.
My destination was the massive commercial structure that served as a physical barrier separating our territory from the Boardwalk Community's controlled zone. The Brighton Garden where I had been a day ago was probably only one or two miles beyond that enormous building, making it our nearest neighboring survivor group.
During my journey through the streets, I encountered several of Martin's group who had intelligently divided themselves into small units of three or four people each to engage the Infected they encountered. It was solid strategy.
