Contamination

[Gagadug.]

Waidmann reached control center, near the elevator platform. Everything was shining in the red emergency lights since the energy cut out. He rushed into the command room and went straight for the outbreak control.

What in the name of the gods is going on?

We got an outbreak on multiple decks! Viking already called for all availeable personel for support.

He had to think for a few seconds what would be the best thing to do now. His best bet was to keep the guard around the area up. If they failed to control this situation they could the least tell the fleet wich area to erase from the face of this planet.

Alright. I'll get as many men as I can and go down too.

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He opened the door to the restroom for the other shifts so violently it nearly fell out of its frame and began to shout at every single one laying in the beds to move and meet up with the already gathered soldiers.
Taking himself an old fashined shotgun to complete his gear he lead them to the elevators and explained what laid ahead.

We got a level 7 outbreak ladies, I propose you wake up or this will be your last day in this life.
Viking is already down there and tries to get this under control. He either needs support or a cleanup crew.
So lets get going!

The gate of the elevator opened, and Waidmann checked his shotgun. If they were awaited by what he thought they were he'd have no time for a locked weapon.