Past the halfway mark of this expressway, near Exit 125, our convoy slightly slowed down before we heard Artem's voice in the radio:
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[Nyebo— Deadheads ahead, three in total, proceeding to slow down. We'll take care of them in just a minute or so.]
*bzzt*
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"Where did it come from?"
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[My bet's the exit but we'll check, no need for you guys to get down.]
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Then Jared joined in:
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[Bro, I think they climbed the wall.]
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"How?"
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Then a few more voices joined in:
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[Yeah, how?]
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[Explain.]
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[I can see from my scope that the exit's still tightly blocked but I could see a rope dangling from the walls. A grappling hook type of situation and they seemed to have camped here for a bit.]
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"Now you're losing me— Wait, I think I get it, they're probably infected on the way here or succumb to their injuries. We might have to go down."
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