The dozen or so bodies that has assaulted the fuselage laid still, their heads broken open by the agents. By now it was common knowledge that the victims brains acted as an energy store. Destroying it was the quickest way to deprive the zombies of the ability to act, essentially killing them again. Something that the new arrivals just proved themselves adept in doing. While the special agents evacuated the rubble of their ship two bodies were observing them. A single body laid face down in the desert sand. It was completely motionless as if inanimate. The whole time though it was actively listening to the commotion brought on by the new arrivals.<br/><br/>Another was hiding behind some rubble trying to stay out of the agent's peripheral vision. It lent it's eyes to the hateful force inside of it. After so many of the shambling dead has fallen to the agents a single zombie would pose no problem. So instead of attacking it watched then, analyzing them for what they were worth. Common people with families and idyllic lives were better just killed outright. Military agents like these though were fun to toy with. It hated them more then anything and so patiently waited for them to come.  Break their spirits, melt their steely resolve, watch them suffer, and make them beg for a mercy they would never give in turn, after that they would be purged and rendered just like all the others.