"Show me."
The MDC soldier stepped closer and pointed farther north on the local map.
"The freight line bends underneath the next block, then crosses below the old smelter annex. There should be another maintenance access here."
His finger stopped beside a cluster of buildings.
"Should?"
"The workers used it before the Event. I haven't been this far inside the district since then."
The squad leader nodded, marked the location and sent it through the tactical network. The new route appeared on the displays of the nearby Golden Eagle units, followed by a second marker from somewhere farther north.
There were already infected moving toward it.
Hundreds of outlines filled the underground passage ahead. More were gathering inside the surrounding buildings, while several heavier contacts moved between them.
The squad leader looked toward the road.
"Keep moving."
The first Guardian APC rolled forward.
