[b][centre][color=c4df9b][h1]The Tech who lifts.[/h1][/color][/centre][/b]

Enzo gagged and regretted the fact his mask was not sealed and he only had his ear protection/ radio helmet on for better visibility and honestly so he could breathe better. The big man found the masks a little suffocating but the protection…was needed now! 

The area reeked of the cordite, dust from the bullet damage and the sheer smell of the undead things…. “Why was I right about resident evil…” He said as he backed up and rapidly grabbed his mask and strapped it tight in a smooth motion. He had to pass this kind of training to be allowed in the field. He did not regret however bringing the shotgun he was offered as the 10 gauge shells had blasted the whole shoulder out of the reinforced foe, plus while they might not know pain, massive physical damage was able to slow them down at the very least before one of the shooters got a clean head shot that seemed to put them down rapidly. 

“Classic zombie rules it is. Head shots…” He said through the muffled effect of the mask, and paused looking at the beings now dead, the light had died from the eyes and that seemed to be a sign of ..life. un life. And now dead… dead. Permanent dead? Hard to be alive with a destroyed central nervous system.

“Il check the servers intact. Good shooting, good to have you keeping me alive.” The tech said with an alight shake, those zombies had been damn fast, and taken a hell of alot of punishment. Had theit not been more, or they not had 3 shooters…it might of not been as successful. He checked his magazine was still working, locked in and nothing else had jammed. Always check, always confirm had been drilled into the techs training with the comapny. Work helped centre and focus Enzo who headed though after making a clear kick to head of most intact to shatter its neck with a paranoid momment. It could not function with a broken neck very well right. He avoided putting a shell into the head though, that was … they where dead right…

He peaked into room and scanned it, he was not that foolish to not check first! 

He thankfully was now masked and the smell did not bother, he saw the damage and gave a whistle before he reached for where the server might be hidden to trace its power and network connections. Focus Enzo. Start on the basics, move through the system. Move onto the next step. Repeat. 

Fear was harder to break you when you had a goal, routine or a anchor to focus on. 

[@Theyra][@Dyelli Beybi]