Leipzig, Germany.

You followed your other soldiers to battle with the undead, successfully escaping Leipzig from the zombies. Now all of you are in a boat, big enough to sleep or to walk around.

Jonathan: "Men, I am proud to say that we have escaped the undead. Now, we are going to an island where no one is there, not even the zombies. Félicitations aux français !" The officer said proudly as his soldiers began to celebrate.

Luis: "I'm glad it's over for a while, don't you think? Je ne peux pas croire que je suis encore en vie.." He chuckled with you, a soft smile on his face says hope.

Mark: "Mm.. I'd say we drink..but we'll do it later." He mumbles.