The next few days, Kyler would spend recovering. 'Recovering' in the underground meant plenty of light physical exercise, like yoga and simple workouts, coupled with intensive mental training. This mental training ranged from simple games of memory, to target acquisition in the dark. The mental training even included a very heavily modified form of chess that was extremely unbalanced to teach one about positioning, spacing and how to actually fight a guerrilla style war.
Once Donitz thought Kyler had sufficiently recovered, he brought Kyler along to his latest meeting in Ane's office. By the time the two had navigated through the barren halls and into the office, Ajax, Sonatra, Vivian and Ane were already there, looking over a set of maps spread out on the desk. The bottom most map was a map of the city, and the tunnels beneath. Above this, was a map of the zombie occupied Marianas district, notoriously known for the Marianas work camp, which supplied enslaved Plants and insubordinate zombies, to the Cadorna Armaments and Munitions factory. The final map was a floor plan of the munitions factory, the blood stains on the blueprint indicated that it had been forcefully liberated to the underground.
"Ah, good. We were just about to discus how we were going to liberate as many prisoners as we can, as well as sabotage the factory." Ajax waved over Donitz and Kyler as he finished speaking.
"I still think that if we emerge in the factory itself, we will be able to get the factory staff to rise up and quickly clear the guards out before planting the charges. If we liberate the camp first, we will have to siege the factory… and knowing the zombies they will execute everyone or make them fight us." Donitz nodded at Vivian, she was the only one who had ever beaten him at their version of chess.
"But, the same would happen with the camp, no? They will start executing prisoners either way we go, once the alarm is raised." Ajax rubbed his snout with his right pod.
"That's a fair point, Donitz. So we need to decide, what is more important? Sabotaging the factory, or freeing the prisoners?" There were a few murmurs as the conundrum really struck home for a lot of them. Strategically yes, sabotaging a large portion of the zombie production was important from a tactical standpoint as well. But saving the prisoners was morally the way they all leant.
"Perhaps, this is risky, but Kyler and myself enter the Factory and start a uprising there. The rest of you do the same in the camp at the same time. This way neither place is besieged." Donitz looked around, many of his comrades seemed to agree, except for Ajax and Kyler.
"Oh no way am I letting my brother in arms do that." Ajax put a pod on Donitz shoulder.
"Ajax, you gotta protect the sunflowers, okay? You gotta get those kids out of the camp. We're both very strong fighters, and Kyler is strong enough to at least cover my back. We'll be safe, we'll be able to do this." While Ajax sighed and nodded his head in submission, knowing he could not sway Donitz, Kyler looked absolutely mortified.
"I-I'm not ready to fight!" Donitz went over to a cupboard and threw Kyler a Ztg-44, as well as an ammo strap, Kyler barely caught his equipment.
"Yes you are, Kyler. Now lock and load, we've got to start marching."
Zomboss threw the dart at the map of the city, every recon team he has sent into the sewers to find the weeds have never returned, and he was starting to get impatient. 'I should flood the sewers and be done with it!' He muttered to himself as he mused over how he would destroy the Plants that infested his sewer system. 'I need those sewers intact, though. I want those damned plants alive, so I can torture them.' Zomboss sighed as he stood from his chair and walked over to the window of his penthouse apartment, his perfect, undead utopia was coming to fruition. 'Ah, soon we will all be united in death. No one will have to fear losing their loved ones anymore. Once I stamp out the weeds, I can kill off my soldiers, bring them back, let them start anew. Hopefully my masterpiece will be completed by then.'
Donitz put his pods on the grate, waiting for the patrol to pass. Once the footsteps quieted down, he pushed up the grate, quickly emerging to allow Kyler to get out as well, they only had a two minute window before the next patrol passed by. Once Kyler was free of the sewers, Donitz replaced the grate and raced over to the wall, where Kyler had also moved. Just as the two were up against the wall, the next patrol could be heard approaching from around the corner, so Donitz enveloped them in shadows, hiding them from all but the most observant guard. Thankfully, the guards were not expecting anything much other than having to beat a couple slaves if they straggle. As soon as the last guard passed them, the two followed closely behind, their foot/rootsteps being muffled by the guards ahead.
After a minute, the guards, unintentionally, led them straight to the factory. Here, the two quickly snuck their way into the factory through a set of doors that left them in, what seemed to be, the factory administration offices. This almost immediately triggered alarm bells as all the office workers were loyalist zombies, and all had pistols under their desks. The Zombies all reached for the pistols while Donitz rooted into the floor and Kyler, instinctively raised his rifle to his shoulder and opened fire. Donitz ripped apart the office with his Gatling, indiscriminately destroying art, furniture and zombie heads. Kyler simply shot for the head, putting one or two 7.92mm rounds into a zombie's head before moving on to the next. Donitz unrooted when they had cleaned the room.
"Alright, you take the catwalks. Eliminate the guards before they shoot at the workers. I'll be on the floor trying to inspire the others to fight back, okay?" Kyler nodded weakly at Donitz. Before Kyler could ask how to get to the catwalks, Donitz was already sprinting off to the stairs.
Donitz jumped down the staircase, essentially, as he raced towards the bolted door. The linoleum had clearly been polished not long ago because when Donitz landed, he didn't stop, but he slid straight into the door, thankfully he didn't weigh much so he did not cause too loud of a bang. As he tried to unlock the door, gunshots started to echo through the factory, Kyler had managed to get onto the catwalks, or the guards started shooting workers. Donitz could not figure the lock of the door, so he used the darkened vines he could summon to pull the door straight out of the wall, throwing it against the stairs behind him.
Ajax emerged from his grate in the labour camp to find the place already rebelling, turns out what remained of the above ground plant army had been contacted and they were also attempting to break the prisoners out. Ajax ducked as soon as he heard a rocket racing towards him, the rocket singeing the very top of his leaf cut. He realized the rocket wasn't, initially, aimed at him as it blew a machine gun turret apart.
"Ajax!" The Commando Pea's head immediately turned to face the Toxic Pea. She wasn't as tall as many of the other Peashooter's, but she was a fierce fighter.
"Toxica! It's been so long." Ajax pulled the Toxic Peashooter into a hug, his skin tingled at the contact.
"Indeed it has, old friend." The two broke their embrace and turned back to the fighting. Ajax used his old friend to help propel himself onto a roof to go Gatling and destroy a few guard towers.
Donitz tackled the scruffy Tank Commander out of the way of a ZPG, the shrapnel from the blast lacerating Donitz's back. 'I'll deal with that Foot Soldier later.' Donitz got up and shot back at the zombie guards on the catwalks.
"Th-Thank you!" Donitz took his eyes off the guards to look at the Tank Commander, who had clearly just spoken. "You saved my life."
"Hey, it was nothing." Donitz was quick to speak as he span out of the way of a grenade, quickly kicking it into the machinery as he span away.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" The Tank Commander seemed eager to repay Donitz.
"Sabotage the machinery, I'll keep you covered." The Tank Commander nodded at Donitz and got to work.
"What's your name?" Donitz helped the Tank Commander get to the first control panel.
"Donitz. What's yours?" Donitz quickly shot down a pair of scientists as they tried to warp towards them.
"Demetrius." He quickly disabled the controls for the shell press. "On to the next."
Toxica burst through the housing barracks in search of anyone hiding. To her surprise, she found a Peashooter who was slightly shorter than herself. He seemed to be unconscious as he lay on a bunk, unmoving. Toxica shook the Peashooter, they did not move. Instead of searching for a Sunflower, Toxica place an irradiated pod to the Peashooter's chest, focusing a bit of her own energy into them. After a few seconds, the Peashooter inhaled deeply as they quickly sat up.
"Wh-Who are you?" They seemed to be distraught.
"I'm commander Toxica, we're liberating this camp." The Peashooter's eyes lit up like a firework on the 5th of November.
"Toxica, is that really you?" The Toxic Peashooter nodded.
"Yeah… do I know you?" The Peashooter sighed.
"It's me! Chloro!" Toxica's mouth dropped.
"No. Chloro, r-really!" Chloro smiled.
"It is-" His words were cut off, a hole pierced straight through his chest, his eyes going blank.
"CHLORO NO!" Toxica growled and shot the soldier who had burst into the room, her irradiated peas ripped straight through the soldier's chest, killing them then and there.
Kyler finished sliding down the ladder after he had cleared off the catwalks, with the help of Donitz and the others that could shoot. Kyler eventually found Donitz, who was directing the labourers into the sewers via a passage they had blown in the floor.
"Where are all these guys gonna go?" Donitz looked at Kyler.
"They will probably be spread out throughout the bunkers." Donitz smiled at Demetrius as he passed them.
"Well, I'll just, meet you down there then." Donitz nodded at Kyler.
"I will probably see you down there. I'm gonna blow the factory once everyone is safe." Kyler frowned.
"You better follow quickly." Donitz looked around.
"Yeah, you'll see me soon." Kyler sighed and joined the others as they descended into the sewers.