takes place in Leipzig, ok?

ok

The fire began to crackle even louder as it grew bigger, the pilled up wood blocking the road slowly falling apart and disintegrating. The distant moans and groans of the undead filled the air from both close range and far distance.

As a group of soldiers guarded the graveyard, where the infected were rising from underground, a few others were guarding all possible openings and alleys that a cannibal coukd pass through. Casualties cannot be afforded.

Rushing over to light a torch on the far ruble, Ernest jogged back to continue helping with burning down the pile of ruble that was blocking the road. Once it all fell apart, Ernest and another officer began pushing the cart filled with kegs of explosives to blow up the nearby gate to pass with.

As the other soldiers started advancing slowly, leaving behind the graveyard and moving on to stick close to everyone, the air started filling with the distant sound of incoherent moans from the undead coming from right where they are headed towards.

Typical. Hopefully the Explosion of the gate will catch on a few of those shambling man eaters.

Adjusting his czapka while panting quietly, He'd momentarily stop to regain his breath, the officer beside him following with the same actions. But as quick as he let go of the momentum and wagon pushing, He went back to it, but not before rolling up his sleeves.