Words of encouragement came from Carter, it was helpful. Before heading off to the back of the motel, Greg stopped carter for a brief moment "Thanks for the pep talk colonel" he thanked carter as he nodded at him to let him know he is ready. And he was, with such encouraging words. He sheathed his crimson combat knife, and kept his machete in hand as they rushed to the motel in stealth. 

When they reached the last spot in the parking lot, there was a small sports car, they stood behind it in effort to stay hidden and unnoticed. Greg checked the rear side of the motel, there were a couple of those things walking aimlessly in the area. "We can take'em down" whispered Greg to Carter in a harsh serious sound. Looking back, Greg sighed in fear, once again he was uncertain and shaky, but gave Carter no signs about it. Suddenly another multiple shots were heard from the motel. 

"They are still alive! lets go!" Greg cried. He directed their path, when they reached the rear side. Two zombies noticed them, as they approached Greg sliced through one of the zombies neck, its head dropped giving a disturbing sound of its skull cracking. Carter killed the other, they both made their path clear through to the back door. Greg shifted his gaze to carter and nodded. Greg thought if there are humans in there why not knock!? 

Greg knocked the door and yelled "Anyone in there? We came to help..we heard the gunshots so we figured someone is alive! Open up quickly!".