"Leo… the chip contains evacuation coordinates. If we can broadcast it on loop, survivors might still get out before the next purge."
At the top, the broadcast room was a mess of broken wires and a single terminal. The Marauders hadn't bothered to destroy it—they didn't know what it was. They only wanted the high ground. Deadzone Classic Script
The kid ran.
Leo plugged in the battery. The terminal flickered to life. He inserted the data chip. "Leo… the chip contains evacuation coordinates
Purge. That was the word the game used for when the gas thickened and the creatures multiplied. Every six hours. Like clockwork. They only wanted the high ground
The Marauder was young. Too young. Seventeen, maybe. His gas mask was a salvaged one, too big for his face. He raised a rusty shotgun.