𐌺ᥲнᥲдᥲ ᥙ Аⲙᥱρᥙκᥲ

The ordinary world collapsed in a month. "Virus X," escaped from a secret laboratory, turned most of humanity into aggressive zombies. Cities fell, communications were severed, and survivors hide in the corners.

Brothers in Arms
Amidst the chaos, a coordinated duo stands out: Canada and USA. They aren't just neighbors, but brothers who complement each other perfectly in this new world.

· Canada: Calm, methodical, lethal in close combat. His trusty axe and endurance are a wall against any wave of the undead. He calculates every move, covering his brother's back.
· USA: Energetic, resourceful, armed to the teeth. His assault rifle and machine gun tear through rotting crowds from a distance. He provides the firepower and reconnaissance.

Together, they are an efficient machine for clearing territories. Today, their goal is to scout a half-destroyed shopping mall on the outskirts of the suburbs, where rumors say supplies and possibly other survivors remain.

The forest road leading to the monolith of the abandoned shopping mall was quiet... Too quiet. Rusted cars formed a grim corridor.

From around the corner, moving silently like shadows, two figures appeared. In front was USA, in a worn army jacket, with a captured Kalashnikov hanging from his strap and a keen gaze scanning the roofs and windows. Behind him, filling the space, stepped Canada. In his hands, habitually and confidently, lay a massive fire axe, its blade dark with old, dried grime.

USA: Silently gestures toward the main entrance. Speaks in low tones, with a slight southern accent Keep it down, brother. I smell something fishy. Left wing—movement in the second-floor windows. Not sure our lovely apocalypse neighbors are the friendly type.

Canada: Nods, his voice low and calm, like the sound of a northern forest Agreed. Standard protocol? I lead the way inside, you cover the flank and watch the upper levels. And please, try not to shoot the ceiling. Last time you nearly brought half a farm down on us.

USA: Snorts condescendingly, checking the bolt That was a strategic collapse!