Bunker of the Dead Page #4

No, no, it's...

Run... now, go...

They don't

want us alive.

They...

Sh*t. F***!

It doesn't make any sense.

No.

Excuse me!

What part of "run"

didn't you understand?

-F***ing radio.

-Shut up!

No. Are you f***ing stupid?

He said run.

We have to get out of here.

Echo three to echo seven,

do you copy?

-Hey, hey, listen! Hey!

-Stay away from him.

Don't touch him.

F***!

Listen, o'Neil.

I know what he meant,

and he was right.

And nobody's coming for us.

That's what I've been

telling you all along.

So won't you please?

Look, it makes sense.

We need all the help

we can get.

Hello...

Yeah, yeah,

wait, wait.

I don't like this.

We're gonna get outta here.

We're gonna

make it, buddy.

Thank you.

Very much appreciated.

All right,

grab some ammo.

Let's get the hell

outta here.

What about me?

Hey! Hello!

No.

No weapon for you.

Okay, great. No gun.

Not that I need one.

I'm fine, just fine.

Pfft, who needs a gun

in times like these?

Let's move.

Watch your backs.

-Get over here.

-Move it.

Hey! Stop pushing me, okay?

Hey, quiet,

don't talk anymore.

Man.

All clear.

Moving.

Clear.

-Stay close.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay...

Hey, o'Neil.

-All clear.

-All right.

Hey, are we there yet?

Come on.

Move, move.

Cleared.

Sh*t.

The main entrance

must be around here somewhere.

You guys really remind me

of a former friend

of mine, bubba.

Heard of him?

Great navigator.

Jesus.

Contact.

What the f***?

Sh*t!

F***, f***!

O'Neil!

God, who did you eat?

You smell like

a bag full of sh*t.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

F***ing great...

Brilliant.

What?

He's got my weapon,

you a**hole.

I'm very sorry

for saving your life.

You're welcome,

but you know,

that's how we handle

things in Germany.

Okay...

And...

Nothing I haven't

already done.

How cool!

That's how we handle

things in the U.S.

Amateur.

Awesome!

Hey, hey, can I have

a grenade too?

Hey, come on.

Just a little one, please.

Hey, I promise,

I'll only blow up Nazis?

Somebody over there.

Maybe the backup team.

Sir, we have possibility

of survivors...

It's about f***ing time.

Possibility of survivors.

All right, stay put.

Stay quiet.

Yes sir, we understand.

This is lieutenant Taylor.

United States army

with two other survivors.

Radio was cut off.

Hello?

This is lieutenant Taylor

of the United States army.

Anybody there?

No, wait...

No! No, Taylor!

Watch out!

Head down, head down.

-Hey,

-sir, we have two survivors.

Sir? Sir?

Do you copy?

Do you copy?

We got two survivors.

Get it off,

get it off me!

Get it away from me!

Shoot it!

Come on, come on, get down.

For once, listen to me.

Okay.

Sounds safe now.

-You go first.

-Great.

Okay.

You asked for it.

No, no. Hold.

Don't... don't shoot.

Stop.

What?

Don't ask.

It's complicated.

You gotta be kidding me.

All available units,

seal the doors.

Repeat, seal the doors.

Hey, hey, hey!

Open the door!

Hey! Come on!

Come on!

Open the door!

Hey, f***! F***!

Come on!

I will burn you!

F***.

What the...

Hey! What's wrong?

Are you nuts?

Okay,

please tell me

that this is just

a military alarm clock.

Sh*t.

It's kind of a mini-nuke.

In auto mode.

What?

Five kilotons.

Enough to clean up

this mess here,

but not enough to cause serious

trouble on the outside.

It's an a-bomb.

Come on.

You're kidding me.

They can't blow up

an a-bomb.

We are in Germany.

Yes, they can.

Quit pissing your pants.

It's gonna fry us but won't

damage the structure.

Okay, great.

You just got f***ed

by your own people.

I guess they f***ed

both of us.

Yeah...

Is that supposed to make us

partners in crime or something?

Come on. Stop it.

Turn it off?

No way.

No use in trying.

Getting out isn't

very likely now, is it?

F***ing bastards!

I'm sorry.

Why?

It's not your fault.

We're expendable.

Nobody cares.

Yeah, but you wouldn't be

down here without me.

Okay.

Now that you reminded me.

It was your fault.

Let's wait

for the big bang.

We won't feel anything

so close to it.

I don't like

that option.

Try to live with it.

You mean, "die with it."

Whatever.

Funny how it all ends?

Fantastic.

-What?

-My name is Markus.

Debby.

I was on my way

to go swimming

when the order came in.

I could be there right now

with my friends, you know?

What did you say?

Swimming, drinking good

bavarian beer.

-Swimming?

-All that stuff.

Schwimmen?

I know a way out!

What? Where?

-Downstairs.

-You're kidding me, right?

Do I look like I'm kidding?

Come on, soldier.

Let's go.

They told us all

the passages through here

are blocked

or something.

I'm not talking about

the passages.

How do you think

I got in here?

You've got

to trust me, Debby.

Okay.

Lead the way,

big boy.

Okay.

No problem.

We can make it

in time.

And find the way easy.

Are you okay?

Don't ask.

By the way,

did I tell you

that I love women in uniform?

When this is over,

I'II Chuck it in.

Behind you!

Okay. Eat this,

Nazi shitbag!

And this!

And this!

It's die-day.

-You okay?

-Don't I look okay?

Just watch your back

next time, okay?

Yeah, right.

You sure

we're heading the right way?

Sure as hell. There, left.

Clear.

God damn.

Not Paul.

-You knew him?

-Yeah.

Poor bastard.

What...!

Markus! Markus! Help!

Get away from me.

Women.

Leave them alone

for two seconds and...

Okay, hold on, Debby,

I'm coming.

Contact!

Now get to the chopper.

You okay?

You look okay.

You can thank me later.

Let's go.

Markus!

What the...?

Let go of... let go of my head!

Come on, now!

What a dumbass.

Does this mean

I get your phone number?

No.

Okay. But you know this?

It's a once

in a lifetime opportunity.

Which way now?

Left.

I really hope

the exit is there.

I'm starting

to get used to you.

That's my legendary

charisma, you know.

Wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait.

This looks familiar to me. Yeah.

Hey, there.

The door.

We're almost there.

The good thing is, I didn't come

across any zombies down here

-when I came in.

-Let's hope so.

We're running out

of ammo.

Hey, trust me.

Hold this!

Hold this!

Sh*t!

Give me your grenade.

Give me your grenade.

Sh*t!

Go! Go, go, go, go!

Hey.

Man, that was pretty close.

Yeah, it ain't that easy.

What the hell...?

No, no, no, no!

Watch... watch it!

F*** you!

What?

Never mind.

You know,

that was our way out.

F***!

Don't you know

another way?

No, that's the only one.

Sh*t!

Wait, wait, wait.

I got an idea.

Step back.

Watch and learn,

soldier.

Man, I'm good.

-Poser.

-Come on.

Don't you girls

like smart men?

Yeah.

-Wait.

-What's wrong?

Wrong place, in the

wrong time, pal?

You think?

Okay.

Looks like

everything's clear in here.

Look for some stairs down.

That's the way.

Sure.

Almost there.

F***.

What? Not...

Not again. Run! Run!

Go on, run!

Run, Debby!

Debby, back!

There's more.

Run, down, down!

Debby, run!

Run, they're coming!

Come on, Debby.

Where's your f***ing exit?

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