It didn't take long for the base to be set up, of course, it wasn't a base in a sense of an airforce base but more so a base of operations. The farm that the group inhabited had been abandoned by some farmers and then cleared by the group, in the early stages of building onto it wooden fences were erected and later replaced with makeshift barricades. The team set up and began to scavenge with decent success for such a rural area. The 'Farm' became the USAF's enclave.

Organizing with the few members Richie did have he spoke to the group earlier in the morning about new changes considering they have had been there a while and maintaining their position was critical at the moment. "Boys it's clear that we need to establish ourselves as a beacon of hope in the Area. With the bandits and rabid about it's no doubt putting a benchmark of stress on those survive, who are still surviving. Plan is to scavenge what we can and help out the good guys, any questions?"

There were none, the men were ready. Not everyone was a do-gooder and surely there was some resent in the group but it wasen't voiced at that moment. Half the team including Richie headed inwards to the more sub-urban/urban areas to search for people and supplies. The rest held down the fort, building onto to what they could and working on a few projects. One being a few pitfalls, at the moment there was no signs of the Toxo. However, it would be up to fate if that were to change.