tremble as the memory of the fight came back.
- "Possible, who knows what really happened here, if this killer virus Branghan spoke of turned people into zombies, what happens to animals?"
Toni swallowed hard, he didn't even try to give her hope, of course her situation was almost hopeless, but a few nice words would not have been bad.
"Let's go on ..." He didn't even notice her restlessness and anger and was already at the door.
With slow, silent steps Alan moved through the corridor behind the door, at a junction he went to the right, because the door at the end of the other corridor was boarded up.In the middle of the room, three zombies were lying in a pile, apparently they had only recently been shot.
Irons, or someone else? Alan kicked the door open at the end and looked into a large two-story hall, evidently a library. On the lower level there was another door and a couple of sliding shelves with a huge bronze plate hanging over them.
"Strange taste ..." Alan glanced briefly at the spine of the book and quickly realized that there was nothing useful here.
- "Let's take the door, I don't think there's anything upstairs."
The door led the two of them back into the large lobby, to be precise on the path that ran along the back wall and thus led to the other side of the hall.
There was nothing interesting on the tour either, so there was only the door at the other end, which in turn led into another U-shaped corridor, an acrid stench of gasoline and corpses filled the whole room.
Alan went around the left corner and saw immediately where the smell had come from, a helicopter half protruded from the wall, a completely burned corpse sat in the cockpit, apparently the helicopter had crashed into the middle of the house.The blackened walls suggested that there had been a fire here recently. There must have been a door on the left wall, but it had been destroyed.
"Somebody blew the door open here, so it seems worth a look."
- "Ok, but the others will be there in half an hour, we have to hurry."
He nodded and walked through the broken door frame towards the undamaged door behind it.

"Dirty truck!" In vain he fumbled again with the wires and then got out again.
“Great, really great.” Marcus groaned, he had tried six different cars in the past few hours, but none had moved an inch
He might be brilliant, but he couldn't fix a car at all, that was something for low people.
So the only question that remained was how he was going to get out of this contaminated city, in retrospect he wished he had one of the hunters with him as a bodyguard, but he didn't trust these beasts, actually he only had confidence in his own Work, but none of the nemesis was left.His ingenious brain worked feverishly, but as much as he thought about it, there was only one option left: Birkin's laboratory, if Birkin was already dead, maybe the other scientists had already been scraped off and had not been able to reach the emergency vehicles. He could only hope, because it was certain that if he did not come out of town that way, he would probably perish as well as the other inhabitants of this town.
But he was brilliant, he would not die, he would personally kill everything and everyone who tried to stop him.
Clutching the gun tightly, he made his way to the laboratory, which was under the police station.

"Phew, that was good." Rick leaned back in the chair, several empty plates were on the small kitchen table in front of them, the bamboo stick was leaning against the table, Rick never let his eyes off.
“Yes, you are an amazing cook, Ben.” Diana smiled at him and he blushed. "Uh ... thanks", Ben didn't mention that he had learned this from his mother, he was afraid to destroy the opinion that Diana probably had about him at the moment.“It's 2.00 p.m., it's only two blocks to the station, but who knows what's in our way, we should get started.” Rick got up from the chair, stretched himself again extensively and then grabbed the bamboo stick.
Ben wrapped around the big bag with all the chemicals and Diana the backpack, which was now full of food.
The street in which the house was standing was free of zombies for the time being, so the three of them followed the path through a lattice door into a small alley. The disgustingly sweet stench of putrefaction announced the presence of the zombies before the greedy groans started. But as they got closer, the group noticed that the zombies were locked behind a barricade, they were lucky again.
“Do you think that holds?” Diana had already raised the gun and had one of the zombies in her sights. "Not that long, but it should be enough before we're gone."
Rick went to the door at the back of the alley and tried to open it. "Damn!!"he hissed.
- "What is it?" - "The door is tied with a thick rope, it is impossible to tear it up."
Ben rummaged in his pocket and pulled out another test tube.
"Hydrochloric acid. That should make it work ..." A loud crash right next to them silenced him, the barricade had collapsed and six zombies stumbled and shuffled towards the three.
"Shit !!" Diana raised the gun, but Rick put his hand on it and pushed it back down. She looked at him in disbelief, had he gone mad now?
"Ben, Diana will take care of the door ... I'll hold it open."
- "Are you crazy? You don't even have a gun !!" Panic swung in Diana 's voice, he must have been crazy, not surprising with what he had experienced in the last few hours.
"I said, take care of the goddamn door, I'll be fine !!"
Before she could say anything else, Rick went straight to the six dead who were crying out for his meat.
Rick was only three feet away from them, the bamboo stick in his left hand."He's going to die ..." Diana whispered fearfully and a tear ran down her cheek.
One of the zombies reached out and almost touched Rick, right at that moment Rick's right hand rushed to the upper part of the bamboo stick and then Ben saw only a bolt of lightning, his mouth fell open as the zombie simply moved from the bottom left to the top right fell apart.
"Wh ...?" But before he could speak he saw what Rick was holding in his right hand
A Japanese sword, a katana, whose handle and scabbard were made of bamboo, which is why it looked like a simple bamboo stick in the scabbard. The blade was impressive, it had cut through the zombie with one blow and didn't even seem dirty.
The metallic lightning raced through the air five times, then it was over, the zombies lay in pieces at Rick 's feet.
With a flowing movement, Rick slid the blade back into the sheath, his face was expressionless, Ben was totally blown away, he would never have been able to make such movements with the ax, he would never have thought that he could do something like that .“What was that?” Diana was happy and angry too, couldn't he have said what he was up to?
"Kenjutsu, the art of the sword, my father taught me as a child. I'm glad I haven't forgotten anything."
Ben had just pulled the stopper out of the test tube and dripped some of the concentrated hydrochloric acid onto the thick rope, it hissed and then it came off.
Behind the door, another alley awaited them in which a huge fire was burning and thus only left one way open for them, a small door on the left wall turned out to be just a small storage room without anything interesting, so the three left the alley through another steel gate .
Behind the door the big main street was waiting for them and they could already see the building of the district.
"Well, we're here, let's hope that Alan and Toni made it too."

“Now throw them away !!” Irons pressed his pistol tighter against the body of the blonde girl he was holding and using as a living shield.“Never !!” Alan aimed the rifle at the fat cop, but one shot would kill the girl too.
When he and Toni accidentally ended up in this room, which was obviously Irons' office; the crazy cop had grabbed this girl and threatened to shoot her if Alan and Toni would not surrender. The girl was crying and begging the police chief to let go of her.
"Alan !! Do what he says !!" Toni had already thrown away her weapon, but Alan made no move to do so.
"Exactly, little one better listen to her, or do you want the mayor's daughter on your conscience?"
His eyes were shining.
Alan spoke very calmly. "I don't think about it, if that bastard killed me he'll kill her anyway and mess with you who knows."
- "But ..." Toni knew that he was right, but she didn't want to be responsible for someone's death. What should she do?
- "All right, Irons, if you want to keep your head on your shoulders, let go of the girl !!"Irons checked Alan 's face, it was dogged, this boy was not bluffing, he would rather shoot the girl than surrender. At the same time he made up his mind that he would probably have one less trophy, but the other one was prettier anyway.
"All right, here you have it!" He hurled the blonde girl at Alan and immediately raised the gun. The shots were loud in the small room, the bullet penetrated the girl's stomach and upper body, she died, staggered two more steps and then collapsed dead. Alan yelled something at the insane cop, but it was drowned in the shots and then one of the nine millimeter bullets hit its target.
She digged into Alan's right bicep, but he didn't scream, although he must be in terrible pain, Toni was finally able to move again, just as Alan stumbled back and fired his second shot into the wall next to Irons, she had unlocked her MP and pulled fully pull the trigger."Little bitch!" Yelled the chief of police, he realized that he had no chance against an automatic weapon and quickly ran behind the desk, where he operated some mechanism that opened a secret door.
“You won't escape me!” He shouted, then he was through the door, which immediately closed behind him.
Toni thought of following him, but then she saw Alan crouching on the