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Odeon recieved no word, the jamming from the Lightning Wave outside still persisting. He picked up his rifle and walked to the fire-escape ladder to the roof. He wished he had some shark-mail and a chaninsaw. Zombies always died to chainsaws, but then these were not Zombies.

The chatter from the other soldier caused Odeon to stop, and he looked down. "Just because you have not turned now, does not mean you're immune. Sure, I guess there has to be natural immunity, but until I find out what the hell we are dealing with, you and that girl are our prisioners, got it?"

Odeon looked up as the soldier on the roof peeked through the cieling, revealing the city before them. He gesture the all clear to them and Odeon motioned for two of the bigger soldiers to pick up the infected. The girl thrashed, but the spacesuits contained her rage. Odeon began to climb up the ladder rung by rung, feeling a sick feeling wash over him. A sound echoed through out the city, something sour. They were not safe. he could feel all of the footsteps reverberate through every gap between the buildings. He squinted, noting several fires had broke out. It looked like the end of the world.

"By the... oh my God. Who would do this?" Odeon stopped, motioning to the soldiers and bringing up several makeshift bridges made from security grating and and bank barricades. "Get ready to move out, get the bridges ready, and keep quiet. I don't want them climbing up the walls or something."

The line of Jovian soldiers moved along the rooftops slowly, keeping quiet with every step. The bridges connected them from building to building to building. While the colony was still rotating, providing gravity, there was a noticable slowing causing a light bounce in thier steps. This could be dangerous, especially if the cretins down below became aware of the lessening gravity.

Odeon stopped, eyeing the target he had set out as a rendevous for himself and the others in the hangar. The central building of colony would be the best defensible position and give a clear objective for extraction by his soldiers. He grinned, looking down at the mass of infected below him. They were oblivious to them, and Odeon was just a ropes throw away from the garage complex which was connected to the building by an overpass bridge. He motioned to his soldiers to pull out their grappling lines to make the traverse.

They were safe, until the brilliant white flare from the center notified the infected to look up. A line crossed over to the garage, instantly notifying the mob below of their presence. Odeon's face wrinkled, screaming out in vain. The intention was good, but the mass below began to flood the building they were standing upon.

"MOVE IT!" Lines streamed over from the rooftop to the garage. Odeon shimmied across, motioning to the soldiers to tie the prisioners to some zip lines to bring them over. A pair of soldiers went to brace the roof access door, but it was too late. The door flung open revealing a hive of the infected, swarming over the pair of soldiers. Odeon hustled to the garage, and took up a position to provide cover fire for the rest of his soldiers. He shouted while firing, knocking off one of the crazed from a soldiers who immediately jumped onto the line. Once they were all accross, minus two more, he order the grapling lines to be cut and immediately move to the center.

It would not be an easy trip for them. Footsteps resonated throughout the garage. They were coming for the Jovian group. Odeon slung his rifle onto his back and helped a soldier pick up the girl prisioner and they hustled to the bridge. In vain, he sent one last transmission hoping it would get through. "ALL UNITS IN THE TOWER, WE ARE INCOMING THROUGH THE SOUTH GARAGE ON THE FOURTH FLOOR! REQUESTING IMMEDIATE AID!!!"

"Open the doors!" Odeon fired off a few more shots while his soldiers opened the garage access doors. They were large and heavy, designed to protect the building's security from anything outside. He hoped that they would be strong enough, as a wave of infected people seemed to flood up through the garage.

"Sonuva..." Odeon looked, and noticed while the exterior doors opened, the interior doors were locked. Only the breezeway would be their salvation, something Odeon did not want to be trapped inside.

The soldiers pulled in the pair of prisioners and Odeon fired off a few more shots. He motioned to retreat, and they fell back into the small breezeway. The doors shut with a slam. They were safe for the moment, save the banging and wailing that echoed through the small space. Odeon looked around, noticing two of his soldiers were not present. "Where's Hyakau and Ramirez?"