It didn't take long for Kisha to return to the base with Duke, Vulture, and Sparrow's bodies inside the car she's driving.
The armored car was smeared with dried black blood and bits of brain matter, creating a grotesque and eerie scene.
A severed hand was even stuck to the front number plate, dangling grotesquely.
The sight was nauseating, but the soldiers had grown desensitized to such horrors.
One of them, descending from the wall, wordlessly plucked the hand off and tossed it aside without a second glance.
As Kisha drove through the gate, the soldiers quickly killed the last zombie that had pursued the car to the wall.
The gatekeeper approached to check Kisha's permit—it was just a formality—but his real focus was elsewhere.
His sharp eyes scanned the vehicle, silently counting how many survivors Kisha's team had managed to rescue during their search-and-rescue mission.