The drive back to their base was quiet, each of them lost in their own thoughts about the factory and the danger inside. Once they arrived, they got to work without needing to be told. The goal was simple: get in, get the food, and get out without stirring the zombies.
Shihab laid a hand-drawn map of the factory on a rusty table. "The loading dock was our best way in," he said, pointing to a spot on the west side of the building. "It had a small door next to the big roll-up one. We could get through it quietly."
Karam nodded, looking over their small pile of weapons. "We will need to be fast and quiet. No big fights if we can avoid it."
"I got the boom covered if things go wrong," Jawad said as he carefully packed a few grenades into a bag. He held up a single smoke grenade. "And this s
