Etzer was ready, the door hissed, and a green light turned red, signaling the door would open soon. It slid open, revealing infected soldiers. The woman next to him fired fury into the armory, taking out one of them, and ripping one's fsce to shreds, but he still stood. Etzer heard screams and gunshots behind him. The infected have gotten to survivor processing, and would no doubt be coming for them next. They needed to get into the armory and lock themselves in it. One of them was reaching for a LAW, while the other dove behind a counter, with magezines and grenades. Grenades. Etzer pointed his rifle in the direction of the grenades and fired. As soon as the bullets made contact with the grenades, the room filled with bangs and explosions. After a few seconds, the explosions had stopped, and the results were the crazed soldiers reduced to a bloody pulp. Their remains were splattered across the room like red paint, and the trio was free to walk inside. Etzer searched for the control panel, but when he found it, it too was a victim of the explosion. Their only way of escape was a door at the end of the armory. There were still guns in the reinforced sections of the armory. When Etzer was done with a short rummage through the armory, he found himself armed with a new M4A4 with eight magazines clipped to a strap, a Colt M1911 pistol, a flare gun, and strapped to his belt, a combat knife. There was rather loud talking coming from survivor processing, but Etzer couldn't quite make out what they were saying. All he knew was they had to get out of here. On the door there was a red button. Etzer pressed it, and the door slid open, revealing a dark corridor. He turned to the two women. "Are you coming or not? The rest of the infected will be here any moment." He turned back to the dark hallway. He fired a flare down the hallway, it's light revealing no doors except at the very end, and that it was clear of infected. Etzer started walking down the hallway, towards the dim light of the flared that would soon fizzle out.