Jack hadn't planned on her following-when he knew he really should have. Z would follow him into hell and back if he didn't physically stop her. L.A. was like hell. Dead things everywhere. He froze the second he thought he heard Z's voice. He couldn't see her. He was counting on Charlie to be his eyes if he couldn't see-even though he shouldn't count on her for anything. He had the most accurate shot-in the light. When it came to the weather his shot was shit.
A squad was trained for exactly this sort of situation. B squad had still been training on it. "Z, where are you? I hear you, Stay put! " His visor was foggy, he wanted to pull off his helmet but he knew he'd only be at half power. It would be a total disaster in this sort of condition. "Stronger in numbers A-squad. Can you see her? I-is that her or a ..zombie thing?" He motioned to the shadowed figure in the distance.