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    "What''s that?" asks Edla hearing the sounds of hundreds of bullets flying to the heads of the zombies outside the base.


    "Don''t worry about it, ma''am." says a soldier in his 20s. "the Second horde is coming. We can take care of this."


    That soldier in his 20s he was put on duty to keep an eye on the survivors who have fled here. All of them are inside a tent, and are waiting for a commander who is now at the bathroom. When he will come here, he will ask the survivors some basics questions, and then he will fill an application for requesting a helicopter to get here, and fly the survivors away from here, to the nearest boat on Sweden that is promising them, it will deliver to the nearest artificial island can keep them safe until this whole apocalypse will be over.


    " Are you sure your squad or unit can take them?" asks Artur to the soldier, then he raises his arms up. "I am not saying you guys are failing. After all, you have very good arsenal on your hands."


    "And that is not everything, old man." says the soldier trying to sound stronger. "We also have helicopters, tanks, submarines, ships, and anti-crafters on our display."


    "Awesome." say Artur impressed. "But how did you guys afford this?"


    "Afforded?" asks soldier. "Most of this was given by the Governments when this thing would happen."


    "They knew this was going to happen?" asks Sigurd shocked.


    "It was a probability, sir." says the soldier. "But, we have handed it great."


    "Great?" asks Sigurd getting up from his seat angry. "Millions of people have died due to these zombies. Maybe billions, and you are telling me, you have handed the things efficiently? I saw dozens of my people, from the other side of Sweden, being killed by the monsters outside, killing themselves and killed by other humans."


    "Sir. I require for you to calm down."


    "Calm down?!" asks Sigurd being angry, making Artur, Edla and Charly., feeling bad because of the breakdown Sigurd is experiencing. "You calm down! You people have let this secret hidden, and you did not try to tell the civilians? And what was the cost? Millions of people have died because of you! You army people have let this happen."


    "Get a hold of yourself." says Artur approaching Sigurd.


    The man was about to smack the poor old man by the name of Artur, but thankfully, he dodged the hit by leaning about three centimetres. He looks t Artur, and at his people he run so hard on the last three days. The Leader of this group is confused by his behaviour. He takes a deep breath and he tells Artur.


    "I am sorry. I-I-I don''t what happened to me."


    "Apologize taken." says Artur happy that Sigurd has started to get a hold for yourself. "You should be happy we managed to make it this far."


    Sigurd did not even want to talk further about this. He sits in a chair, quietly and waiting for the commander to come back to the tent. The soldier was not even fazed by this which shows this soldier has made countless interactions with these kinds of people in almost a month since the started of the first infection.


    A soldier enters the tent, that person is wearing clothes that show the man is the commander of the army. This commander is an old man, having a normal looking assault rifle type of gun tied to his back like in video games of shooter.


    "Hello, survivors!" says the commander. "Welcome to the base of Squad Haga – 72! I am Commander Nigel, and I am the Leader of this Unit."


    "Hello, Commander Nigel!" says Charly to the man in chief, who is looking curiously at him. "Can I ask for a favour?"


    "Sure thing. I mean, all of you wanted to leave this place, right?"


    "Not all." says Charly, which makes the commander and the soldier looking in disbelief.


    "W-What do you mean?" asks the Commander to Charly. "What is your name?"


    "My name is Charly. Only Charly." says the Viking man. "I come here to take a functioning truck to help my group of people that are situated on the other side of Sweden, close to the border of Norway in fact."


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    "Borders don''t even exist nowadays, kid." says the commander Nigel to Charly. "So, what is your group of people like?"


    "We are normal humans, that always wanted to leave this quotidian and boring life we''ve had and have now. All we wanted is to play a fun role, just like I do, as a Viking, who is having the task of resupplying the village I live with my sister."


    "You have a sister?" asks the commander. "Where is she?"


    "She is keeping the truck with supplies safe."


    "What is her distance?"


    "I think almost three kilometres from here." intervene Artur, which makes the Commander anger by this old man who jumped to the question he was asking Charly.


    Carly nods his head to confirm the answer of the old man.


    "Okay… Listen here. We cannot send you a truck. Because we do not have one at the moment. But, we are thinking to expand the base. After this whole attack is going to be finished."


    "And when it will be?"


    "In about ten or fifteen minutes." responds the soldier to Charly. "If it is as dangerous as the first wave."


    "Good. Then… Would you mind if I go and make it end sooner?"


    The survivors and the Commander with the soldier did expect this answer from Charly, who is drawing his sword from the sheath. after a few seconds of no response, Charly decides to leave the tent and go outside, to fetch some heads of the zombies. Artur decides to leave his seat and go at Charly, asking him a question.


    "Why are you going to kill the zombies? Military can handle them?"


    "I am bored." replies Charly looking in the man eyes, showing he is serious about this.


    Artur couldn''t do anything. He let the man alone, go to the gates where the soldiers are fighting their hardest and wasting precious ammos on the big horde of zombies. Charly only have on his arms a sword, and a riot shield he found on the grounds as he was walking to the stairs of the walls.


    "Should we try and help him?" asks a soldier to Sigurd.


    "No. Let him do it." says Sigurd looking back at Charly, who is taking the stairs to get near the soldiers. "This man. Has showed in the three days to us that he is a super human. He and his twin sister. Are an unstoppable duo in their weird world they live in."


    ***


    On the walls of this fortress established by the squad who came here almost three days ago, several of soldiers are taking their hands-on weapons and are firing at the zombies heads. All of the soldiers over there are using fire weapons, rather than crossbows, bows or anything that can be considered a melee attacks, because on this wave that is having maybe thousands of zombies, attacking from distance is strictly advised.


    When Charly arrived on the walls, none of the soldiers mind his presence because all of them are busy by killing the zombies who are down there, and ravaging the small cars who were put in the formation of a barricade. He looks down, and notices hundreds of zombies, or as Charly and Charlotta are calling them "dead souls" are looking at the soldiers, with their dead eyes. As these creatures are marching in slow and fast peace, they proceed to die, tens by tens due to the bullets they get hit with.


    Charly is looking around this fortress, and he sees on the wall, a shotgun, that was put there and with the safety off. Charly grabs the shotgun, and he inspects. This a double barrel shotgun, which an amazing weapon in low distance. In movies, video games and comics, a weapon like this, can literally blow the person''s body.


    "You there!" says a soldier coming over to Charly. "What are you doing here?"


    "I want to help." says Charly to that soldier, who is examining his body, finding confusing the costume Charly is wearing.


    "Whatever. Just help us clear this zombie horde!"


    "Right on." says Charly going to the nearest empty machine gun.


    When Charly found a machine gun, another soldier came by, to tell him this is his machine gun and left it empty because he was running low in ammo. But Charly, saw the person, took the big ammo box, put it on the machine gun, and he blazes all the bullets to the zombies heads. This made the soldier next to him impressed by his skill of headshot. the soldier is looking at Charly.


    "Who are you?"


    "I need ammo here!" says Charly instead of telling his name to that sodleir, who decided to obey the orders and bring to this man wearing Viking clothes another bo of ammo for machine guns.


    After Charly got the box of ammo, he puts it to the machine gun, and starts to throw all of the bullets from there into the monsters that are approaching this place. He sees the waves of creatures are starting to slowly fade away from here. Charly also sees a zombie from class F. And the other soldiers are spotting it, who is marching slowly to their base, and he is at somewhere at 150 meters.


    "We got a class F!" yells a soldier to another three soldiers, who are going on a big weapon crate, one of them opening up with a crowbar. "Bring the RPG!"


    The soldiers have successfully opened the crate that was standing there, and kept for moments like these. One of the three soldiers, takes the rocket launcher, he inserts the rocket that was handed by a colleague of his, and he is shooting that rocket, after about nine seconds of aiming, toward the Class F monster.


    The rocket flew very fast. Charly sees the rocket, flying toward the creature, who gets hit to his head, and that hit, made a big explosion, which destroyed the other near creatures of the Class F. It killed five zombies plus one Class F. And the soldiers, with Charly, don''t know the creature that just got murdered was in fact, the one who murdered the poor girl earlier.


    "This technology." says Charly playing his role. "Is awesome!"


    The soldier next to Charly, was questioning, whether or not to follow the orders of this said "civilian", but on a apocalypse, would a civilian be considered a civilian?


    After a few moments, the squad of soldiers who were on duty to defend the base, has finished their jobs. They destroyed the second and last wave who could''ve killed all of the base, if it wasn''t for their extremely heavy and in number arsenal they''ve got their hands on.