Hans Flemmens woke up in a world like Earth, yet it was not quite the same. The language and the people were of similar figures and structure, but their history differed. He got used to it, graduated, found a job, and began living like any other normal person.
Then came a sudden meteor shower, crashing down and spreading a strange virus that turned most of humanity into the walking dead. When Hans opened his eyes again, the world was gone. Countless cities drowned in silence, streets crawling with millions to billions of zombies.
Just as he thought it was over, a familiar sound echoed in his head.
[ Welcome, Commander. Establishing battlefield control... Stand by. ]

Hans returned within the confines of the Commander's Room.


The incident washed away the sleepiness on his mind. He was in no mood to sleep especially during such a huge incident.


"I once thought that these Medics would be unusable," Hans blew a smoke. "It seems I have lacked foresight of this matter."


Primary Weapon: M9 Pistol (9mm, 15 rounds per mag, 2 mags


Melee: Surgical combat knife (10 cm alloy, indestructible, always sterile)


Medical Equipment: Field Suture Kit, Portable Defibrillator patch, Bio-scanner tablet for vital signs and virus detection, Stretcher (both pairs must be alive for this to work)


Personal Kit: 1-day ration pack, 1 L canteen


Uniform: Sterile tactical uniform with limited armor; lightweight for mobility


Helmet: Visor-type med-HUD showing target's vitals


Chapter 56 - Dmitri's Report