Re-Kill Page #5

- It's just a scratch.

- Scratch or bite'?

It's just a scratch. I'm fine.

- Thats no scratch.

- Hes bit! Look at him. Hes infected.

It's a f***ing scratch, Sarge.

All right'? I'm fine.

- Look at him. Hes turning.

- Hey, I said I'm f***ing fine!

Look, I'm taking these Vivodine pills,

man. I take 'em every f***ing day.

The fricking pills don't work, man.

Ahhh!

F*** it!

F***!

F***ing stupid! F***!

Stupid mother-

Parker, stand down. Stow your weapon.

Back the f*** off! I'm not infected.

Sarge.

Do it or

Im gonna have to do it.

F*** you, Hernandez! F*** you!

Im not a f***ing coward!

Sh*t!

It's starting again.

Theyre coming back.

Let's move.

Sorry, Parker.

Hey, Grizzly.

I know youve had to kill

a lot of your own men on the field.

Do you think if it was Parker,

you could pull the trigger?

- Are you afraid to die?

- No.

If you had to go,

how would you want it to happen?

In a... damn blaze of glory.

What if you got bit?

How would you react?

Re-N will return in a moment.

Woo!

Yeah!

Where was I on the day of the outbreak?

Is that what you really wanna know?

Can you please just answer the question?

On the day of the outbreak, I was on

a date with a friend, my boyfriend.

And dinner must have gone well

because he got us a room at a hotel...

a really nice hotel.

So we walk into the room,

and John, my boyfriend...

starts acting really aggressive.

And this somehow led to

a fight about money.

Couples fight all the time

about money, right?

So anyway, he just looked

around like he was lost.

It was really weird.

I was having a hard time

taking him serious...

because hes not wearing pants.

So I start laughing. That's when he decided

to put his hands on me...

which is a huge no-no.

I know exactly where to kick.

- I mentioned he wasn't wearing pants'?

- Yes.

Hmm. Anyways, so I kick him,

and theres zero response.

- So then I show him this.

- Shes got a gun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Do you want me to finish my story or not?

Cherry interview, take two.

- Anyway, so then I tell Jim...

- John.

Yes. Then I tell John to back the F off

me. You know What I mean?

So he lunges at me,

so I shot him in the ass.

I mean, that should have been enough

to stop him, but he just goes psycho.

So I take off running down the hallway.

Im screaming my head off,

and this little old woman comes out...

and John attacks her instead of me.

No. So I went up to him.

I put the gun to the back

of his head and boom!

And that fixed it.

But then the old lady started

kind of looking weird and-

No. Good-bye. I gotta go.

So I reached down. I grab his keys.

He has a really nice car, by the way.

And I got the hell out of there.

That's what happened to me

on the day of the outbreak.

Fifty dollars, right? Yeah?

Welcome back to Re-Ki/l

If you're just joining us...

we are deep inside The Zone right now...

where we've just lost two of our own-

Trent Parker and Corporal Adams.

It seems to be quiet.

Quiet is good.

Ankle biters.

All right, spread out.

Um, Ankle biters is a slang term...

used by the R-Div team,

referring to Re-An children.

Oh, this is not good.

This is f***ed up.

You got something?

Over here.

Oh, God. You guys, maybe

we should get out of here.

Regroup!

Sh*t!

Easy, 'cause it's out.

This is what God has planned for me.

- Can you believe it?

- There's more of them.

- Sarge?

- Get out of here.

Okay, let's move.

Vaya con Dios.

Remember, theyre gonna

need you in the ark.

Theyre gonna need you!

The ark is Gods home for those he has

chosen to survive, to start over.

Do I think Winston's right about his ark?

F... No

Do you believe in God?

I used to.

Just like the Sarge says,

Outbreak Two will happen.

It's just not gonna kill all of us.

- Lets get the hell out of here.

- Yeah.

Jimmy, take this.

- What?

- Take it!

- I... I've never fired a gun before.

- Keep up.

Sh*t.

Hey, drop the damn cameras!

Don't do it, Bobby.

Let's just keep going.

Slow them down a bit.

Take cover!

Squad, fall back! Fall back.

Here they come!

I'll cover!

Move back!

Watch out! Watch out!

Were under fire!

Move! Move!

Cover!

Move back! Move back!

- Six o'clock! Six o'clock!

- Stop.

Get down!

Grenade!

Get back!

Jesus Christ!

We gotta find cover. Find cover.

Theyre everywhere!

Just get back. Get back! Move!

- Run!

- Stairs! Go!

Let's move!

Come on! Let's go!

Hernandez, go! Come on!

Let's go!

Right behind you.

Go, go, go!

Come on! Go!

Theyre still coming.

Die!

This way!

- Reload! Cover me.

- Got your six!

RPG!

Move, move, move,

move, move! Let's go!

Watch it! Got it!

Come on! Go, go, go, go, go!

Sarge, the door's locked!

Move it, Matthews!

My God, were trapped.

Sarge, what... what are you doing?

Why are you taking your gear off?

- In case they get us.

- So we're not bulletproof.

- What about Jimmy'?

- I'll take care of the camera guys.

It's Hernandez.

Sorry, man.

Wait! No!

- Where we going?

- Gotta keep moving.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

That was Judas Project. Dumb a**holes.

Thought they had answers.

Thought they were gonna save the world.

- What are you talking about?

- What were they doing in there?

You know what?

I don't even know.

I was just another grunt to them, you know?

Save-the-world types.

Scientists. Fuckheads, all of them.

Come on! Come!

Let's f***ing move! Move! Now!

In f***ing here! Let's go!

Go, go, go! Come on!

Go on. Go, go.

Go!

Go, go, go, go. Come on, come on.

That... That's all that's

left of the Judas Project.

Maybe someday somebody will find it.

Work it out.

All they told me one time was, uh, to be...

To try to find a way

to make em turn on each other.

Here. To fight each

other instead of us.

Eat each other like they eat us?

One day we got a new batch.

And one of them...

He was different.

Subject is still unresponsive.

I'm cutting the skin tissue.

They all changed.

Uh, the way they acted,

the way they watched us.

They changed.

They started acting like,

uh-in a group. Like they had ideas.

I clon't know how to say it.

I'm not an eggheacl or a scientist.

Just doing my job.

What was your job?

- I worked in the holding pens.

- Holding pens?

Oh, yeah.

We had hundreds.

Locked them all up together.

- That was our big mistake.

- What happened?

Levels are spiking.

When did this happen?

I uh-I kinda lost track of time,

but, uh, two weeks ago now.

Three.

Mm. Maybe four Weeks.

How come nobody knows about this'?

'Cause they're smart enough to sit tight.

The longer they stay here,

the bigger their army gets.

You know, the more Re-Ans

get delivered in the trucks.

- Army?

- Oh, yeah.

Army of the dead.

Were no longer top of the food chain.

Were food.

Why are you still filming this?

Were gonna die here.

No ones ever gonna see this.

No, that's-that's not true...

because every time we go outside...

the network sends drones

so we can upload the files.

- If we can just get out there-

- l-low far behind are they'?

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