"Could it be an intruder?" Shrimpy and the other zombies immediately went on high alert.
At the front of the approaching zombie group stood their leader, a grotesque-looking zombie with a deep gash across his skull, leaving a noticeable dent in his head. His name? Wreckhead.
He hailed from Rancho Cucamonga and was riding high after recently taking down a human refuge. This time, he'd come to Los Angeles on orders from his boss to seek out Ethan for a potential collaboration.
Apparently, many of the humans who had escaped the refuge fled to San Bernardino. Since Ethan had once caused chaos there, Wreckhead's boss figured teaming up with him to attack San Bernardino might be a smart move.
"So, this is Los Angeles, huh? Wonder if that so-called Zombie King will be up for working together," Wreckhead muttered under his breath.
One of his zombie underlings chimed in, "Of course he'll agree! Teaming up with our boss? That's an honor for him."
