Theo wiped the sweat from his brow as he watched more survivors make their way toward the west auxiliary gate. A small smile tugged at his lips. He could still picture the relief on their faces. They were able to escape only because he had taken down twelve MB Infectees blocking the path.
He didn't stop to rest. With one quest complete, he had already accepted another. There was still one more target to find: the MCrawler.
He moved deeper into Red Zone H3, weaving through broken fences and cracked pavement. The ground was uneven beneath his shoes, littered with rubble, glass, and dried blood. The deeper he went, the more silent everything became.
When he reached the edge of a narrow alley, he slowed down. The buildings here were half-collapsed. Windows were shattered, and doors hung loose from their frames. The air smelled awful, like mold, dust, and rot all mixed together.
