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Doctor, if the signal doesn't improve, we'll come back here after we find the miners to regroup with you.

(Nods)

Very good then, that is our backup plan. Let us hurry now.

<p=1>Central Far North Mining District, Ursus</> <p=2>Three days ago...</>

Over here... hurry!

Gah, what's the rush? This lousy positioning system works only half the time, it might not even be here.

Last time it was a burdenbeast that escaped just to find some grass to chomp on, and this thing only sent a signal to the outpost after it ran more than ten miles away. How do you know if it won't be the same this time?

Technically, no one should be at the south exit, since it's been sealed for a long time—

Huh? How did you get here from over there?

No, you're not even a member of our squad. What are you doing here?

That's my question to ask. This area isn't under your jurisdiction, is it?

It's past the time to care who's covering where. The one who gets the news and catches the runaway Infected first gets the credit.

Now get lost. You're in my way.

According to you, I was here first, so the credit goes to my squad, no?

Whoever finds those gavno first gets the credit.

What are you doing, Tosha? Stop wasting your time with him and continue your search.

Over here! They're all hiding—Hahahahaaahaha!

What did he find to laugh like that?

Go and see.

There's a hole up ahead, and they're just huddled in there, thinking we wouldn't find them—

<i>O bozhe moy,</i> hahahahahahaha... this is too funny.

Heh. Did they think it was a trench?

Tosha, Gesha. Take everyone and drag those burdenbeast brains out here.

The positioning data show there are quite a few of those runaway Infected miners. Do you need our help?

How many heads are in your squad?

We're a small one. Just six of us.

That's a big group.

If you say so. We're the only two remaining idle squads around here, and we got here first.

So you have to share the spoils even if you don't want to.

What—

Arrrggghhh!!!

A shrill shriek breaks off the stale standoff.

Sounds of struggle and bones broken by blunt instruments immediately follow.

What's going on—

Help! Save me! They've gone mad—

<i>Blyat!</i> These Infected are all crazy!

You're not wrong...

You'll witness both the wrath and madness of the Infected.