***

After six minutes at the time rain has stopped from pouring, military people from Samara, leaves the building they've used as a shelter. All of the present soldiers are outside, checking the unusual corpse of zombies they have not encountered. This thing it is new for them because this type of zombie it is not met on the apocalypse manual that was offered by the Organization to big military bases around the world who then distribute them to the intelligent, trusty and strongest bosses from police stations.

Ronald is also there, walking to the street, while he carries on both of his arms an assault rifle, a whole clip filled with thirty-five bullets to kill the creatures. He walks slowly and always precautions because he know these zombies can be sneaky and very tricky to kill.

Ronald had a rough journey to get to one of the artificial islands, him and with Gerald, the old man, and with another survivor known by the name of Mike, a worker at the supply zone of the island. These three went through a hard time on Holland, but with time and strength they managed to overcome this and live more days safely.

Anyway, Ronald sees a building resembling a store who used to sell clothes when everything was labelled as normal by them. Ronald observes a few corpses, lying around in the interior of the store. He saw the corpses by entering the store tanks to the huge broken window. He turns on the flashlight, and looks around the dark corners of the store.

He doesn't see much there, only corpses that resemble zombies and humans, who were too destroyed to become hosts of this virus and be reanimating as monsters called by most people "zombies", or "normal zombies". Ronald observes a lot of the corpses down flinching when the light was put on them, stating that some monsters are still alive.

Ronald doesn't think further, he takes a knife and stabs all of the zombies who were slightly reacting to the light. He has to do as he was instructed on the island after he signed up as a reserve soldier.

After about three minutes of searching that store, he came across a locked door that is shows a sign with "Only Shop Personal Allowed". Ronald looks around him, and he sees a zombie, wearing clothes that can be depicted as uniform for this shop. he checks the corpse pockets, and luckily, he found a set of keys.

After he opened the door, Ronald step into the room, and over there, he sees three corpses who once used to be workers, he found all three of them, hanged on the ceiling. One of the corpses was still a zombie, and he is aggressively moving around, trying to free himself from this trap. Raoul, sees on the floor a handgun, he takes it, and points at the monster who still moves. He immediately shoots it.

"Rest in peace. Whoever you are." says Ronald and he leaves this room, not searching further because he doesn't see anything worth of taking from there.

Ronald leaves the store, and he walks forward to a small group of three soldiers, who are making a pile of zombie corpses, who will be later poured some gasoline and burned because this seems to be the only reasonable solution to completely clean up this zombie mess. Ronald drags a corpse of what it looks to be a little girl, and without any remorse, he throws it into the pile of dead monsters.

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He takes another nearby corpse, this one looking for what used to be a frail old man, who got shot in the head by a bullet. A sniper bullet to be more precise. Probably he got killed by one of his soldiers. He puts that corpse there, and before he was about to leave, he hears that corpse of the frail old man taking out a slow sound of "Waugh!". Ronald turned around, took his pistol and shot that corpse into the head. Killing it for the third time, probably.

"What happened?" asks a soldier coming to Ronald.

"That bastard was not completely dead." says Ronald to the fellow soldiers. "It was not killed correctly."

"Really?" asks the soldier, he looks carefully at the corpse of the old man who got shot, and sees there are two bullet holes on the head of his. "How it can be possible?"

"You are new to this stuff on killing zombies… Some of these cannot be killed by a simple bullet to the head. Some of them started to regenerate their organs when shot and can attack, walk or jump again with no trouble."

"And the only solution would always remain to burn the nearby corpse." says another soldier joining the conversation after he dragged a corpse of a fat female zombie and throw it to the pile. "Now, less talking, more workin'. The night will come soon."

Ronald continues to drag the corpses of nearby zombies onto that pile. that one soldier stays still, and he looks at the pile of the corpses, saying it out loud.

"What have we done to deserve this?"

But nobody answered it. All of the soldiers there are focused on making the temporary base stable, working and function on one hundred percentage.

***

After almost one hour of driving, the survivors in the bus are still on the road, rolling at a normal speed and avoiding blockages like wrecked cars or zombies on police spikes or any other big thing that can damage the vehicle. In the bus, Artur is the one driving it, while the remaining survivors, Ebba, Edla, Sigurd, Charly and Charlotte are sitting on the passenger seats, all looking at the window, at the disasters on the road.

"How much we've got?" asks Charly to Sigurd who is holding a map.

"We have…" says Sigurd looking at the map Charlotte handed to him. "About three more kilometres or more until we arrive to Almunge."

"Sigurd!" says Artur at the wheel. "We are going to run short on gas."

"What?" asks Edla scared. "Already?"

"I am afraid so." says Artur. "I thought this gas would help us get to samara, but the driver of this thing poured the other type of gas."

"Damn it." says Sigurd, and he looks at the window. "Stop here, Artur! We will have to take the walk."

"What?" asks Edla.

"Good choice." says Charly grabbing his sword.

"I was starting to get bored." says Charlotte to Sigurd.

Both of these survivors are leaving their seats, and are heading to the exit/entrance door of this small bus. not even three seconds when Artur stopped the bus, Charly and Charlotte are leaving the bus, they see their six zombies, eating a corpse. The twins are jumping on the zombies, killing it all six of them in five seconds by decapitating and smacking their heads with their weapons.

"These people are crazy." says Artur to Sigurd.

"Yes. But they are valuable to us." responds Artur leaving the bus, carrying his machete and a handgun.

The other survivors are carrying melee weapons, such as knives, pipe, and Ebba carries a stick used by police tied with a knife. Her sister, Edla, made it for her after she found the police stick on the bus and tied it with the knife by suing a usual duct tape.

After all of the survivors left the bus, Sigurd gathers all of them in one place and talks to them about the next strategy.

"By the map we had, it shows we are getting closer to Samara. We will be there very soon. And now, we have to search for another vehicle. It doesn't matter what kind of car we found, we need one that would help all of us get to Samara. Okay?"

"Okay!" says a few survivors.

"Sure." responds Charly, while Charlotte only shook her head in approval. "But we had to move fast. The night will come any time, and on the dark we have a big disadvantage to these lurking creatures."

"Yes." says Sigurd.

Then, all of the survivors are walking on the road, searching for any type of working car who would help them get further to their safety.