Zombie Massacre

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( machine clanking )

( machine clanking )

( hard footsteps )

( car whizzing )

( car whizzing )

- ( music blasting )

- What?

I can't hear you.

Tell me there's no range

in this f***ing place.

( sizzling )

( speaking foreign language )

( water running )

( explosion blast in distance )

( sirens blaring in distance )

( dripping )

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Yeah, great.

I really need it some way.

( groaning )

( wheezing )

man:
Listen, Mike.

I'm stopping in a city

five minutes from here

so I can try and call you

back from a fixed phone line.

( tires screeching )

( growling )

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( screaming in distance )

( screaming )

( growling )

( growling )

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( snarling )

( wheezing )

( growling )

( gun clicking )

( gunshot )

( blades whirring )

( growling )

( snarling )

Jack Stone.

35 years old.

Four of which

spent in Iraq.

Medal of the Congress.

An expert in

high-risk missions.

A capable man in

every aspect.

So tell me, General.

What on earth

makes you think this

capable man will accept

a mission like this?

In exchange

for his freedom.

Stone is currently detained

in a six-by-nine-foot cell

where he's

serving a life sentence.

What could a man

in his position

desire more

than his freedom?

And what's he been

charged with?

Treason and murder,

Mr. Secretary,

but I'll spare

you the details.

A widower with a

seven-year-old daughter

he hasn't seen

since he was detained.

Still...

a capable man with

great strategic skills...

a natural leader.

But as I said...

a Mr. Nobody

with no one

left waiting for him.

Mr. Secretary:
No one apart

from his daughter.

man:
Why do you think he

accepted the mission, sir?

So you're absolutely sure

that Stone will carry out

this mission

without

suspecting anything?

Absolutely.

I will personally

travel to Romania

and follow the situation closely.

The Romanian government

has already been informed.

Everything will proceed

as planned.

Rojznov is...

nothing more than

a small dormitory town,

with the power plant workers

and their families

in the middle of nowhere.

The explosion will erase any trace

of the laboratory

in the building.

But how can we be sure

that Stone can carry out

this mission on his own?

Well, that's simple.

Because he won't be

on his own.

John "Mad Dog" McKellen...

...AKA, The Specialist,

expert in

explosives and firearms.

He could build

a lethal weapon

just with a glass

and a pencil sharpener.

To Mr. McKellen, we owe

the explosion

of the Congress Palace

of Johannesburg in 1997.

( bomb exploding )

More than 50 people died

in the bombing.

Dragan Ilic...

the sniper.

They say during

the Kosovo War,

Mr. Ilic killed

more than 300 people

without ever leaving his position, ever.

He could shoot a mouse dead

from over a mile away.

( gunshots )

( speaking foreign language )

Eden Shizuka.

Unbeatable in

hand-to-hand combat.

Now, she will be

indispensable

should our men find themself

in a difficult situation

and low on ammo.

She learned how

to fight from some

scatterbrained

monk in Japan

where she'd moved from

Northern Ireland

with her mother...

but that's not important.

So I guess

you're gonna tell me that

they all have a daughter

- waiting for them at home.

- No.

I will tell you,

they will each have

$2 million

waiting in

their bank accounts.

They are soldiers of fortune,

Mr. Secretary.

Mercenaries.

They would do

anything for money.

So the money we offer them

will help keeping

their mouth shut.

At least until they

have left for the mission.

How can we be sure that

there will be no survivors?

There could be a family somewhere

hidden away,

waiting to be rescued.

With all due respect, sir,

I would be more worried

should someone divulge

what we did to that city.

Theoretically, we should not

have been active

in that part of Europe.

I urge you to bear in mind

we are very short on time.

We would not be

able to sustain

a possible

virus propagation.

Those... monsters

could eventually

find a way to escape

the security perimeter,

and we don't

have a cure.

Not since our dear

Doc Neumann passed away.

And there's no trace

of his daughter.

Oh, yes, we...

we did search for her,

but, well, the situation

was already critical.

But should we find

that she is still alive,

then we will bring her in.

You can be

sure of that.

Now is the time to act.

The ground water

tables have been sealed

and the toxicity of the cloud

has vanished.

Rojznov has now

been quarantined.

- ( growling )

- But those things are infected.

One would be

enough to infect

the whole country in

a matter of hours,

and in a few days,

the world!

( sighing )

May God forgive us all.

( plane approaching )

( alarm sounding )

man:
Look at them run.

Just like chickens.

Uh-huh.

Why run when,

just around the corner,

someone is about to blow up

a nuclear power plant

to exterminate the whole

whatever them things are?

In fact, they're like

a bunch of rabid dogs.

- Do you know what, Dragan?

- Eh?

This is turning out not to

be a picnic in the park.

You're getting soft,

my friend.

Remember Laos?

It's never gonna be

worse than that.

Aye, I remember.

But every time we seem to get

ourselves in bigger sh*t.

C'est la vie,

mon ami.

Just think

about big bucks.

That should set up your

mind with ease.

man on PA:
All soldiers

get ready for evacuation.

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