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Meanwhile, on the community, on a military tent, on a nearby desk, six people have gathered and observed the fight of the helicopter against the horde. They've seen how immense, powerful a tricky this horde is. They all saw the fight thanks to the drone, who still stayed there after this morning, to record this fighting for the people to see.

From the group of people who have seen the footage, there are two higher ups, one General and one person dressed in a suit, having a logo with the name of "The Organization" on the back of the suit, three soldiers and Petre. All looking horrified for a few moments on the helicopter crashing site, then the guy on the laptop closes the footage and turns around to the other group of people. They stood there, silently for a whole minute, then Petre says.

"What are we going to do now?"

"We evacuate the city." says the General, who is one of the two higher ups in here.

"We leave this land!" says one of the higher ups from The Organization in English language. "It is too dangerous to remain here!"

"We don't leave the community!" says the General to the member of The Organization. "We remain here, Mr. Eighteen."

"We have no choice." says the man named Mr. Eighteen as an alias. "We either lose people fighting for this community, or we save the useful ones, and let the others or find a way to get to another safe community."

The General frown when Mr. Eighteen said to take only the useful one people. For this man, the people he considers useful are the ones who are in perfect health, fighters ready to go on the attack, doctors and people with training, not people who are not able to defend themselves, or those in great needs.

"We cannot do that, sir." says a soldier to Mr. Eighteen.

Then a looked at the soldier, then he says to him.

"If you know what is good to you, you should follow the orders, common soldier."

Mr. Eighteen looks at the General of this community and army, and orders him the following.

"Take with your twenty of your men, and all of your doctors. How many will be that?"

"One hundred and six." says the General after he calculate the number of doctors and soldiers in his mind.

"And how many common people you have in this community and safe zone combined?"

"In the community are one hundred thirteen six." says Petre to Mr. Eighteen. "And eighty-six in the safe zone."

"Hm… We will take the soldiers and the doctors." says the General after some thought, then he looks at Petre. "You. You will take a group and head to the nearby community in the map."

"You mean to Snake Island?!" asks Petre feeling mad.

"Correct." says Mr. Eighteen. "You will go with the men you choose there. Where will be trying our hardest to provide a home for all of you."

"B-B-But. Sir!"

"Of course." says Mr. Eighteen looking at Petre, feeling bored by this discussion. "We will give you weapons for the road."

"That is not what matters!" argues Petre to Mr. Eighteen.

"How so?"

"How so?!" asks Petre feeling sick by the behaviour of the said "leader". "We have children who are sick, pregnant women, newborn babies, injured people and people with critical health condition. You don't expect them will all arrive at Snake Island by themselves."

"That is the reason." says Mr. Eighteen to Petre. "Our mission is to strengthen our resources and use them to liberate the humankind from this virus."

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Petre wanted to argue more, but General stopped Petre, and he told the General they will do this plan. He agreed to let the soldiers and doctors come with Mr. Eighteen to snake island in aeroplane and helicopters, while Petre and the other two hundred more survivors will have to go by foot to Snake Island.

This thing not only infuriated Petre, but it also made the General feel mad at the Mr. Eighteen, who is one of the one hundred sixty leaders of "The Organization", that represents every country in the world that once was more peaceful than it is now. But these two, will not go after him, they will try their luck to defend their community from the upcoming attack of the horde.

***

Minutes later, on the safe zone, Andra is in a classroom, at the floor 1. Classroom that was her bedroom, who shared with Víctor and other survivors, who unfortunately have been killed a long time ago in scavenging and eliminating zombies missions. As Andra stayed on that room, she is making her backpack, for her leave where she will be escorted to the community walls.

Earlier, the safe zone was announced by the upcoming horde that will hit the city. All of them being ordered to leave the safe zone, go to the community with the available vehicles.

But there is a problem with the safe zone transportation system, there's only enough vehicle for eighty people, while the other ten are either going to wait for another transportation or get to the community by themselves.

Unfortunately, from those ten people who remained back, there was Andra, Ron, six male survivors and two female survivors. All of these have been ordered by the chief to get to the community by themselves, making these ten people outrage. But the chief was kind enough to hand every survivor a handgun, with only seven bullets each. At least the chief was kind enough to leave some defensive gear in their hands.

The group of ten people stayed n the safe zone, wondering what to do, and what would their plan be. But then, Ron has an idea.

"How about we try to stop the horde?"

"And how will you do that, negro?" asks a racist survivor feeling angry.

"How about you shut up," says Ron. "And listen. Now… Zombies are attracted to noise, right?"

"Right, right, right." says most of the survivors from the ten group of people.

"And most of the zombies won't survive if they go through the flames."

"So, you want to burn down the whole city?!" asks the racist survivor to Ron.

"No, no. We'll redirect the zombies in a nearby village, far from the city, and we will be burning the village they will enter it."

"That is a stupid idea." says a female survivor.

"Yeah." says a man. "I'm sorry, Ron. But that will never work."

"How about we leave the city?" asks a man survivor. "And we come back when the city will be feeling safer."

"And how will you know it will be safe?" asks Andra. "Look. I get it. Zombies are coming and we are all scared. But, we have to do what we need to do to survive."

"And what we will do?" asks Ron to Andra.

"We evacuate the city, and head by ourselves to Snake Island." she proposes Andra who earlier overheard the radio station conversation from Mr. Eighteen to the chief of the safe zone. "I get it. It is very far from county, and the road is infested with zombies, but how about we will navigate there, by taking the Danube."

"I see." says Ron. "Zombies cannot swim. Which means we can sail safe to Snake Island."

"But where is the nearby dock for this?" asks a second female survivor.

"I know where is it." says the survivor who called Ron a negro. "Near the border of Romania to Bulgaria. That is the safest bet we have. We may be lucky to find a boat in there. Hopefully."

"You are going?" asks a female survivor looking at that person.

"I don't know." says the person. "I may be going. If you go."

"Andra?" asks Ron looking at Andra.

"Going to a dock and sail to Snake island?" asks Andra in English language. "Hell yeah."

"Others?" asks Ron to the rest of survivors.

After a while of talking and deciding what to do, only four people have decided to take supplies and go to Snake island. Those being Ron, Andra, Alex (the one who called Ron a negro) and Raul (an old man from the group of survivors). The four survivors are taking each their handguns, knives and anti-biting gear, left behind by the soldiers and The Organization members who were deteriorating.

The four survivors are taking the gear on them, and head out from the King Michael I High School to the boulevard. Walking to the boulevard, the four survivors decide to walk toward the nearest police station to check if there is anything useful to them in there since they never tried to inspect that place.

Later, when a military truck arrived at the High school, that said military truck saw there are only six people waiting in there for them. Truck stops at the entrance of the High school, where five military personnel are getting out of their truck, with their assault rifles in their hands and aim at the survivors.

A survivor raises his arms up, and yells to the soldiers.

"What are you doing?!"

"What it needs to be done." says a person from the military squad, who shoots that said person in the head.

Other survivors are getting shot by the other soldiers, in the heads and on their bodies. After the massacre, the soldiers are going back to their military truck, and drive off from this high school. Leaving the bodies of the survivors there to be eaten by the zombies that will come into the city.

"What are doing with the rest, sir?" asks the passenger near the driver.

"Rest?" asks the driver.

"The other four. There were ten people left in there."

"Leave them be." says the driver taking a turn to the road leading to Valea Iasului community. "If they want to die out here. Leave them be."