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Three, two, one...

What's the situation?

They've been pushed back, for now. But they'll come for us again before long.

There... seems to be less of them?

I'm all out of 'welcome mats.' Ammo's gone too.

What's the plan, Alexsandr?

Get to the shelter.

What?

Get to the shelter! Take the Rhodes Island Operators and get to shelter!

What about you?

I'll cover you.

Cover? And who's covering you?

I don't need cover.

Hey! Get it together! Alexsandr!

I'm all together.

I'm tired of all the hiding and running.

Running can't win you the war. History's shown.

But this isn't a war.

It is to me.

When they pull weapons on the Infected and try to kill my friends, it's a war.

I've been through plenty of wars in my time.

If I can kill even one more *profanity* monster here, it'll give the townsfolk a better shot at survival.

I'll make my stand here until I run out of ammo. Until the very end.

The battle's not over. How could I retreat?

You're the one who says not to play hero!

I don't think I'm playing hero, Tina.

I'm just doing the right thing.

No matter what happens, the show ends here, today.

Alexsandr! !

I'm staying too.

But why...?

It was always going to turn out like this. We all knew it, from the moment you decided to stay and fight.

I'll stay behind and help the warrior hold them back. And if things go bad, I'll cover his retreat.

Mr. Rangers...

Alexsandr, take this.

What's this?

An Originium bomb I tried my hand at making. There's only two left.

...Thanks.

Stay alive!

...No promises.

You didn't tell her the truth. You're not going to run.

Hahaha... You didn't have to go blowing this old man's scheme.

You need someone to hold these monsters back.

The aged ranger takes out a blade.

This is...?

The old Lord's blade. I borrowed it.

This is a fine blade. The old Lord had good taste.

Beautifully decorated steel, and a hand-lain turquoise handle that's as nice as any modern industrially-manufactured weapon.

It's a lot safer to stand in the back with a bow and arrow than fighting on the front line.

The old Savra ranger dances with his long, curved blade.

I'm so much older and slower than I was.

But the blade, she's as sharp as ever.

I still don't know your name, warrior.

Alexsandr Senaviev.

You can call me Alexsandr.

I should tell you my name too.

But the sands buried my name the day we stained the valley red with blood, along with the past.

It's fine.

You decided to stay and fight. That's what matters.

'Rangers'.

'They told me I'd died. They were wrong. I was reborn. '

No matter how many of those monsters there are.

Let them come.

Rangers's map stops here.

It's all up to us now.

Who knew this cave would be so big?

It's like the ground beneath the town is completely hollow.

Are the explosives okay?

We've got the strongest batch from the safehouse here.

I hope Lord's plan works.

I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Look there...

...I hope it's not what I think it is...

Gaa...

That's... a person?

Gaa...

Whatever it is, it's going to die and that's enough.

I won't be surprised at whatever *profanity* showing up now...

Keep moving! Don't get caught up in a fight with them. We don't have time to waste in here!

Understood.

...Why would Long Spring have a facility like this underneath it?

Cohen... Where are we?

I knew it! *profanity*, I knew it!

So this is where most of the lab ended up.

Now that I think about it, we were too careless.

We've lived in this town for so long and we had no idea at all.

It's that psycho behind all this.

What's that smell...?

What else could it be? That's the smell of death.

Stay frosty. And close.

What are these?

Cages? So many?

All corpses... people and beasts together...

This is the work of Lev Klitschko, a man both mad and cruel beyond imagination. I never should've tried to take him alive. He should have a bullet in his head.

Your typical madman wouldn't do something this awful.

Wait.

...There's someone alive in that cage.

Heh.

Look who's here?

It's that Drudge character.

I'd recognize the *profanity* anywhere.