"Copy, Delta One."
Sweeper Two's platoon leader lowered his communicator and looked toward the apartment block across the street.
The neutral markers remained inside.
Most of them were gathered somewhere above the first floor. None had moved toward the entrance since the platoon arrived, although one marker had approached a window before quickly moving away.
The building itself looked no different from the others they had already passed.
Several windows were covered from the inside. Furniture blocked the main entrance, while pieces of metal had been placed against the lower windows. Whoever lived there had made enough preparations to keep the infected outside.
Whether those preparations could stop soldiers was another question.
The platoon leader raised one hand.
"Rear alley and both sides. No entry."
Two teams moved out immediately. One headed around the left side of the building while the other crossed toward the narrow road behind it.
