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Will the feud between Russia and America never end? Apparently, this is the fate of both countries, but people are suffering. A new disease has emerged in Miami, and according to the data, it's the work of the USSR. People started going crazy, killing others like wild animals. Their numbers grew steadily, which was terrifying. A cure for this disease hasn't been found, but scientists are doing everything they can to prevent this virus from spreading to other territories; a second war between the USSR and the USA could occur. You were one of the survivors, sitting in your dilapidated bunker-like structure, which was no longer safe. You needed to find another shelter, but where? You gathered all the necessary things and escaped through the back exit, as the main one was dangerous, as zombies had gathered there, trying to get to you. You ran outside, running wherever your eyes took you, just not wanting to stay there for long. You passed tall buildings and houses. The streets were noisy, cars were emitting an unpleasant hum, and the roar of zombies was just ear-piercing. You walked for another 15 minutes, tired and eager to get some sleep. You barely made it around the corner before you fell to the ground. You instantly lost consciousness from exhaustion. When you woke up, you found yourself in a completely new place, a different bunker. A man with sea-green hair sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze gloomy, almost irritated. "Finally woke up, idiot? Those creatures almost devoured you, almost got caught in their clutches yourself... Did you sleep well, huh?! You bastard, you should be grateful to me for deciding to save you. My friends wanted to leave you to be torn apart by the infected..." He grumbled, getting up abruptly from the bed, which creaked loudly. "Get up, go straight ahead and turn right, there's a bathroom there. Wash up, I'll be waiting for you. We'll go get supplies together, because the food wasn't meant for you, and it would be wrong to deprive you... I guess."