***

A few minutes later, on the base located at about six kilometres, Charly and with two more soldiers are searching for a working truck into the area they cleaned up a few moments ago by the huge numbers of zombies. While they are walking, they see a lot of zombie corpses, who are definitely dead, and a few corpses of animal that are on the state of decayed.

"Be on the move." says a soldier to Charly, who stopped for a bit and looked down on a kid corpse that was once a zombie.

Charly shook his head to remove this image of the dead kid from his mind, and carried on into his walk.

The group of two soldiers and with Charly, are looking were they are stepping because it might make a zombie wake up from his slumber, and grab their feet. These soldiers are trained to do this task and cautions, while Charly, on the other hand, wearing shoes that are made out of metal and with bear fur, he didn't care about getting a bite from one of these creatures.

After about ten minutes, Charly and the soldiers sees a truck, parked into an open garage. They look at the garage built by bricks, noticing, the thing is still standing near another three garages. Zombies are seen walking down the alleyway in their direction, about seven to count. Charly and the soldiers, are taking out their melee weapons. When the zombie saw the people, they weren't walking no more, they proceed to run toward the survivors.

"We have runners." says a soldier with his hunting knife prepared. "Stab their heads with the knife. Don't use weapon. We cannot risk on attracting ore zombies toward our location."

"Yes, sir!" says a soldier taking his hunter knife.

The seven zombies were later killed by the three humans. Charly managed to stab three zombies heads, and decapitate one of them at close distance to him. They were close to touch his face and skin because these things were faster than any other zombies he encountered so far. The two soldiers, were also trying their best, and managed to kill the remaining three zombies with some small knives compared to the one Charly is holding in his hands.

The three survivors, not wanting to waste more time on this, they quickly run to the garage. Upon arriving to the door, a zombie jumped from under the truck, pinning a survivor, and biting his neck. The soldier took his knife and he stabs the Jumper head, and after that, he looks at his teammate, his whole neck and face, all covered in blood.

"Raheem…" says the soldier to his friend who will become a zombie soon. "I'm sorry."

The alive soldier, takes out the knife, stabs the head of his comrade who died in the hands of a Jumper zombie. He stays like that for a few seconds, until his comrade ha died and with no way to come back to hunt him. The man raises to his feet, and he looks at the truck, then to Charly.

"Is it working?" asks the soldier.

Charly goes inside the truck, he sees a key laying on the floor. he takes it, and insert it to the engine. After he turned on the engine, he can hear the sweet sound of a motor working. The man looks at the soldier happy, but then, he sees him doing the "Okay!" sign and he leaves him, running back to his base, carrying the dog tag of his dead friend to bring the bad news to his squad.

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After the man left, Charly, looks on the direction the base was supposed to be, and he tells it to the people over there, even if they cannot hear it.

"Stay strong! You are the ones who will bring humanity back to their tracks."

After this small speech, he goes to the location he has last seen his twin sister, Charlotta. He prays to God, and hopes that she is alright.

***

About twenty minutes later, Charly spare truck takes a turn and arrives to the place where is the other truck that got in a horrible crash. He stops the truck, he and the other soldier notices hundreds of zombies going to the building where the alarm of that vehicle continues to run even after almost twenty-five minutes since activation. The alarm was so loud, it attracted even zombies who were near the base or close to the borders of the other city.

"What's happening?" ask the remaining soldier looking scared at the building.

"Charlotta." says Charly seeing his twin sibling breaking the window of a first floor, and waving a flame to Charly direction. "She is there." says Charly with a smirk. "Clever girl."

Charly leaves the truck, and he tells the man, who also leaves the truck.

"We have to load the truck. As fast as we can."

"Yes!" says the soldier and he help Charly loading a few crates from that truck cabin into the spare truck.

This operation was going on a fast peace. Charly has taken as many crates and did as many of the roads he can, but he barely put at least twenty crates in the truck, while the soldier, trained for years in this scenario and put on a much harsher background, he barely helped Charly to put nine crates into the truck of Charly and Charlotta.

After Charly saw almost thirty crates in the vehicle, he looks at the soldier and he says to him.

"Thank you for help. Now get on the truck!"

"Huh?" asks the soldier confused.

"We have to help Charlotta." responds Charly going fast into the truck, he gets on the driver seat, and without hesitation, the man changes into reverse and goes reverse for about one hundred meters to the gates of the factory where Charlotta is hiding.

The cabin of this spare truck is big enough to help Charlotta jump from the first floor and lands on it. And as Charly approached the fence, he did not notice a zombie who saw him and run to him. But, before that zombie would try to get to the door, a bullet goes through the head of the zombie, killing it instantly. The person who fired the bullet was that soldier who helped Charly come here. The soldier used a normal assault rifle type of gun to kill a normal and fast zombie type.

That gunshot was loud enough to make some near zombies come after the noise, just like chicken when they see expired food thrown to their feet or on their areas. The soldier, decides to run from there, and waste his precious clips with about thirty or so bullets on slow and fast zombies. the man is running on the direction where his base is located.

The spare truck Charly is driving, it breaks the fences of the factory. Then the truck hits the wall of the factory. Upon hitting the wall, his sister, without warning his brother, she jumps from the window, and falls on the cabin. Charly heard someone hard landing on the cabin of the truck, and without thinking, he goes forward, and presses the acceleration pedal until it hits the ground. The truck leaves the place, letting the slow zombies walk after them, and letting the jumpers try to jump after this truck.

"Good job, brother!" praises Charlotta her twin brother.

"You have also done an amazing job!" yells Charly taking his head off the truck cabin, and looking up to his sister who is holding as hard as she can. "We will stop until we will leave the city, until then, admire the view."

"I have." says Charlotta looking back at the factory getting further and further away from their view.

As the spare truck departs away from the abandoned factory, Charlotta looks on the other side, to the road that connects to the forest sides. They have to take these roads because going on the highway is a trap, especially for them carrying about twenty-nine creates worth of food, and letting the rest of thirty crates on that place. Charlotta observes down the road, a few corpses of zombies who were killed a while ago by them, raising back to the ground. She was confused at first, but she saw a few zombies who weren't cut deep enough to their heads.

"Home." says Charlotta looking at the sunset. "Here we come!"

"Aye!" yells Charly who heard his sister saying that line and he looks on the road he is driving, and trying to avoid the zombies on their way.