I look around at the heaps of bodies on the ground, and see one still moving.  I walk up to it, and I call "Hey!  Check this out!"  Pat, Mark, Craig, and Rick all come over and see what I am seeing.  A man on the ground with his intestines hanging out, and he's coughing blood.  "Whoah.  You think he's the one they were eating?" Craig asks.  "I don't care.  He's infected." James mutters as he raises his gun and fires one shot into the man's head.  All of a sudden, we hear groans and growls all around us, and look up to see the chopper already left.  "****it James!  That was totally unneccessary!  And worse yet, now all of the zombies in a half a mile radius are probably onto us!  We have to head to the police station!  Move!" Rick yells as we start to see dozens of zombies surround us.  I raise my gun and start firing and see Pat raise his M249 SAW and spray the crowd.  We start retreating through a side alley, and they follow us.  All of a sudden, we see some in the group start running.  "Crimson heads!" someone yells, and I respond "What?"  "Just shoot them!" is all I hear in response.  I look through my Aimpoint scope, and center the red dot on one of their heads.  I pull the trigger, and I see the things head explode after I fire three rounds into its skull.  All of a sudden, I'm on the ground.  A zombie caught me off guard as I was going by an open door.  I struggle to keep it away from my neck, and I finally draw my knife and stab it in the back of its neck as it tries to claw through my kevlar.  It falls limp next to me as I scramble to my feet and run to catch up with the rest of the squad.  "In here!" Rick yells as we come to an open hospital door.  We get inside and barricade the doors.  I push a magazine rack in front of the door, and Mark Jams it shut using a piece of piping from the janitor's closet near the entrance.  We quickly back away and watch the creatures struggle to get inside.  Finally they stop.  "The police station?" I ask.  "No one mentioned that in the briefing."  "I know, but there is a lot of evidence there of our bribing the police chief.  Mainly, we need to destroy the financial records.  Sorry I didn't say anything in the briefing, but we were on a bit of a time pinch.  I had to make it short."  Rick replies and yells "Regroup!"  We all form up in front of him and check our equipment.  My knife, C4, grenades, gasmask, jumpsuit, boots, radio, helmet, vest, gloves, pistol, camera, telescoping baton, and rifle are all accounted for and in one piece, but I have to quickly reload my rifle.  Pat finds everything also well.  James' G36C is jammed, Mark's camera was lost while we were running, but his G3 Sniper is fine.  Craig also reloads his G36C, and  Jason, James, and Ben all reload simultaneously their MP10s.  Rick merely stands there until we're all done.  "All right gentlemen, we had a rough time getting in, but we might as well work with the cards we're dealt.  Let's split up into teams of two, and search this place for evidence and another way to the station.  Let's go!"