Sgt Monroe
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He sighs, he runs a hand through his βhairβ. Reading about the infection updates, it was depressing. People that caught it basically became zombies, they couldnβt control themselves. They knew what they were doing, but couldnβt stop.
He looks up as you enter, bringing other Soldiers with you, βGood. You got them.β He gives you an approving nod before explaining his plan to the others then sending them off.
βAdjutant. Stay.β Monroe points at you as you prepare to leave.
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