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    In the present, on one of the artificial islands, located at approximately at four hundred kilometres away from Greece, on the airfield, the six soldiers, together with two pilots are embarking in a plane, that are transporting them to Serbia. Their mission, is to clean it by the zombies, and establish a small base in there. And by "cleaning it" means reduction to zero.


    "Alina." says Lee to Alina, which is a close person to him from the time when she and other people were running from Cluj Napoca, Romania, to Greece. "Wait up."


    "What''s up?" asks Alina to Lee, stopping from walking further toward the plane who will transport the soldiers takes with cleaning to Serbia.


    "We have to talk."


    "Can''t this wait?"


    "No. It''s about Ana."


    "What about her?" asks Alina curios by this question.


    "She can do it? She can control the virus?"


    "It''s too soon to say." says Alina to Lee after a few seconds of thinking. "The doctors told me she will need a few more days isolated in a dark room. If she is able to overcome the urge of the virus, she can live."


    "If not she…" says Lee feeling a bit scared to say it in front of Alina.


    "She will be killed." says Alina to Lee, who has taken some courage to say this.


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    Alina and Lee continue to walk to the plane. Upon entering in there, they see every other soldier have taken their seat and armoury. On the military plane are about twenty seats, but on this mission have been sent only Kay, Zaka, Pumba, Alina, Lee and Klaus, plus other five new volunteers who wanted to do some help to this base. Alina and Lee are taking seats close to Klaus, who is other friend of the two survivors who were running from Cluj.


    "You people ready?" asks Klaus to Alina and Lee who are buckling their seats.


    "Yes." says Lee. "You dude. Are you alright?"


    "Fine. You?"


    "Yeap."


    "Good…" Klaus is looking at Alina. "Is Ana going to be okay?"


    "Yes." says Alina hoping it will happen.


    "Nice…" he says as he is looking at the crates of weapons who are transported into the plane. Crates with ammunition needed to clean the city of Serbia, which was not revealed yet to the group of eleven people.


    "Where will be dropping us?" asks Alina to Klaus.


    "He told me about a city. Didn''t catches the name quite right because the commander had some gibberish accent as he was saying the name, but I believe it starts with letter "U" and ends with "e". But he told me in advance it is a city who once was an evacuation point, and they wanted it clean, to later be reused as an evacuation point. Again."


    "What happened last time?" asks Lee to Klaus. "He didn''t tell you?"


    "Yes, he did. He told me about a group of zombies classes F who have managed to enter the city, break the walls with cars and dropped watchtowers by themselves. They were throwing those cars to the base. He did not specify the distance, but it was far enough to not be spotted by the watchtowers."


    "Damn… Class F. We never encountered that in our run, right?"


    "No. We did not." says Alina thankful of this. "But have you killed one?"


    "No." says Klaus. "But I heard from other soldiers they die like the others. A headshot."


    After the crates were loaded, the commander of the squad walks into the plane, he looks at his people, he tells them to be prepared because they will leave in a minute. Then, he walks ahead, and sit on the empty seat, near the four crates of high calibre and advanced weapons. The commander also puts his seatbelt, and waits for the plane to leave.


    After a few minutes, the large military plane, have left the airfield, heading to a city of Serbia. His exact name, still unknown to the squad.