"It's mostly about shooting guns", Leona said, "there'll be moving targets, long distance and shot distance and some close combat exercises. I'll explain more about those after you're done wrecking our targets. After that we'll be teaching you the tactics we use, not because they are necessarily better, but because it's nice when everyone is one the same page when you're in a fight. Though that won't be today." Leona walked through a hallway without looking at Renia. There were doors left and right which all looked the same. The only think you could tell about where you were going in these halls were the steps which indicated they were going down. After a few minutes, Leona opened a door on her right and walked in. Inside was a shooting range with all manner of targets. The moving ones Leona had told Renia about as well as stationary ones in all sizes and shapes. The shooting range ended just inside of vision range, meaning the furthest targets were hardly visible at all. In front of the actual range was a small armoury worth of weapons stalled out, though in reality there were only five different kind of guns. a pistol, a rifle, a shotgun, a sniper and a rocket launcher. "We want you to be able to shoot properly with everything but the rocket launcher. 'Properly' means you can hit a target in the right spot in the red zone", Leona pointed at a part of the shooting range where the ground and walls were painted in a bright red. It was about halfway down the shooting range.
"Yeah, they are working on weapons", I'll go figure out what tonight, you know, break in when they leave", the serving lady said in a whispering manner. "No, tonight is not a good night, they'll be on their guard tonight", the hooded man replied flatly. "W-why?", the girl asked, her resolve broken for a moment. She thought she finally had a good plan, the cult didn't respect her since she's new. "You don't need to know...", the man replied.
Alarms were going off everywhere. Both in the science centre and the Defence Force HQ in Scientea. Code Purple, breakout. In the science centre the smell of blood filled the air. If it had happened 10 minutes sooner, the Mayor would have been trapped inside. Instead, it was just the smell of scientist blood that filled the air. In the beginning a few of them had been caught of guard by the undead and quickly devoured as their scream could be heard throughout the building. Now, there was nothing left but a bloody mess. A bone here, a half eaten organ there, the undead had swiftly moved in on their new prey as soon as they sensed it presence, through smell or sound. A few more were killed before the undead were stopped by the lock down. But they would not be for long. The doors of the science centre were not meant to stop the brute force of the undead. If one would stand close enough, they could hear claws slowly working their way through the doors and body smashing into everything that seemed breakable. The heavy breathing and the ghoulish yells. To those trapped inside it must have seemed as if hell had suddenly appeared behind those doors, waiting to swallow up the rest of the building, hungering for fresh blood and motivated by the scent of fear and desperation of their soon to be dessert after dinner...