Prologue 3: Medical Depot Extraction – Silent Rush Amidst Chaos

Prologue 3: Medical Depot Extraction – Silent Rush Amidst Chaos

The team moved cautiously through the hospital's dim, blood-stained corridors, the distant echoes of gunfire ringing like a grim reminder outside their immediate zone. No one dared speak—only the sharp crackle of radios and muffled footsteps filled the tense silence.

Daniel led the squad deeper into the hospital, aware that every second counted. "Stay alert. We don't know what's waiting ahead."

Jill scanned every shadow with her blade ready, Leon's rifle was steady, and Alice hovered drones overhead, illuminating dark corners with thermal scans. Claire kept a vigilant watch on the rear, covering any potential blind spots.

Amid overturned hospital beds and shattered medical equipment, the team found a narrow staircase descending into the bowels of the building. "This looks promising," Daniel whispered, signaling the team to follow.

The Hidden Medical Distribution Depot

The stairwell opened into a cavernous underground bay, illuminated faintly by flickering emergency lights. Rows upon rows of stacked crates and pallets revealed their secret—this was not just a storage room, but a major medical distribution center.

"This must be the city's central medical supply hub," Jill said, eyes wide as she examined crates labeled with pharmaceutical and surgical logos.

Alice scanned the crates. "Antibiotics, anesthetics, surgical kits, portable ventilators… everything a field hospital could need."

Then, beyond the stacks, the unmistakable sight of several large delivery trucks caught their attention, their engines silent but ready. "Looks like today was supposed to be a big delivery day," Leon observed.

Marcos quickly inspected the trucks. "Keys still in the ignition. These were ready to roll."

Daniel nodded, urgency growing. "Load everything we can. This could save lives out there."

Tense Extraction Amidst Distant Gunfire

Outside, muffled gunshots and distant roars punctuated the silence like an ominous soundtrack. Though the depot was momentarily safe, time was against them.

"Jill, coordinate loading. Marcos and Lucas, secure the trucks. Alice, keep drones on overwatch. Claire and Leon, perimeter checks," Daniel ordered sharply.

Crates of antibiotics, surgical instruments, and life-saving equipment were hurriedly stacked into the trucks. Jill kept one eye on the doorways, anticipating threats lurking in the shadows.

"Team, stay sharp. We can't afford to be caught off guard now," Daniel reminded.

The team moved with military precision, each second counting as the sounds of the battle above grew louder.

With trucks loaded and ready, Daniel radioed, "Convoy status?"

"Three trucks operational," Marcos confirmed. "Ready to move on your command."

Daniel took a deep breath. "Alright. We've got what we came for. Time to get out."

Prologue 4: Escape from the Hospital – Ambushed by the Zombie Horde

The heavy steel doors of the hospital groaned open, revealing the city's broken streets bathed in the harsh light of a dying sun. But relief was short-lived.

Outside, the team was met with a chilling sight—endless waves of zombies shuffling and snarling, their decaying forms blocking every possible escape route.

"Contact! Zombies everywhere!" Jill shouted, raising her weapon instantly.

Daniel scanned the crowd, estimating their numbers—hundreds, maybe thousands. "We're surrounded. No way around this."

Leon checked his ammo, voice steady but tense. "We'll have to fight through."

Alice deployed drones, sending out sharp sonic pulses to disrupt the nearest infected, buying precious seconds.

"Claire, cover the left flank! Marcos, watch the rear!" Daniel barked orders.

The team formed a tight defensive circle, weapons blazing. Bullets tore through the shambling masses, but for every zombie that fell, two more seemed to take its place.

"Keep moving! Don't let them close in!" Daniel commanded as they pushed forward, each step a battle.

Marcos rammed one of the loaded trucks into a pile of abandoned vehicles, forcing a narrow gap.

"Truck's clear! Move!" he shouted.

Jill slashed through zombies that managed to get too close, her blade dripping with fresh blood.

The street erupted into chaos — gunfire, screams, and the relentless moans of the undead.

From a distance, a massive roar echoed—a reminder that Nemesis was still out there, watching.

"We can't stop now!" Daniel urged. "This convoy is our lifeline!"

With grit and determination, the team fought their way through the horde, desperate for freedom beyond the nightmare of the hospital.