A shield came whistling through the crowd of zombies, bounced off the heads of three before it came sailing back into Steve's hand. He caught the edge as he ran out of an alley. Scouting the city for the map had been very useful. He could navigate outside of the main roads and it cut his time to the police station in half.
"Does this have anything to do with the people who are missing?" he asked Logan as he jogged to his side with the shield on his arm.
Not that it really mattered to him in the end. These things had to be stopped. Steve had been waiting for a chance to fight like this, get something back from this world for trapping them and torturing them.