"If a zombie gets me, just let someone shoot me," Kate thought, giving a wrinkle of her nose at the sheer idea of it as she continued to follow the sounds of guns, "But I'll be careful, you just hold down the rest of the ship. And maybe figure out how to evacuate people if this goes to hell?"
She truly, truly hoped it didn't come to that. That they'd manage to end the threat before the zombies really got a hold on anyone or any section of the city, but Kate also knew that it was an unlikely fact. Like all strategic measures, things usually got worse before they got better.