The Pathless on Paths---------Chapter VII part 3(4)

“Alright. Let me talk you through the plan I have in mind,” Emmerich said. “It is flawed, and any advice is welcomed, for we know little of what actually lies within those walls.”
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Karrson adjusted the gas mask on his face into a more comfortable position. Breathing filtered air was much better, for the air near the river reeked, and burnt their throats if taken in deep breaths. The others without makes were more unfortunate, and had to make do. They walked warily and with as much stealth as they could contrive of. Knocking on the front gates would be no more different than asking for death, for the complex was not exactly a shelter for those in need, but a building sitting near a perilous forest. They would likely be shot the moment they were identified as none Giavoni personal. Yes, Emmerich was still in his Giavoni uniform, and so was Clare, but that would hardly convincing. No, They would have to breach the complex from else where, Which meant going over the walls topped with barbed wire. They had no wire clippers, and thus they were left with only one other option.