Yes, his plan had worked!

Oh no; his plan had worked!

The sword dropped from Dog's hand and clattered across the floor as he ducked, gripped the floor with both his arms, and used all his limbs to throw himself out of the way of the incoming rocket. He felt it pass within a hairs breadth of him as she himself rocked into the opposite wall and heard it explode behind him. He caught himself on the wall and kept running at the STARS thing.

He was happy to see that it had focused on him and not one of the others. All three of them were up close and personal with it now. Something had to be done about that weapon. If it fired at its own feet it would get them all. As Dog closed in he considered his options. He couldn't use his teeth for this, he knew that. Zombies were all carriers of some deadly disease and even if he was designed to eat corpses he didn't want to risk that. There had never been anything like a zombie virus before.

Luckily for him his companions had giver him an option. As Dog got close he scooped up the mace Mikkish had thrown earlier that was still lying at the Starts monsters feet and spun with it, putting all his power into a blow aimed at the wrist of the hand that held the rocket launcher, to break it and keep the thing from firing again.