You may not like this mission, and you may not like the people you're with, but it'll be a lot safer if you stick with these idiots, because you have a bad feeling about this place. In the meantime while you keep your eyes open, your ears are assaulted by your teammates' conversation.

"I'm telling you she touched my hand dude! She's totally into me! I'm gonna talk to her more when we get back." Albert exclaims.
"Bullshit, you didn't get anywhere with Vivica! I should know because I fuckin' tried once and she didn't give me any kind of play! I think she's a fuckin' dyke anyway." Roger replies.
"Why the hell does she have to be some kind of dyke? Couldn't be that she didn't like
your ugly ass?"
"Fuck off Albert, go ahead and make an idiot of yourself trying to hit on some carpet muncher. I don't give a shit; I'm just trying to keep you from wasting your time."
"Oh…well maybe she'll let me watch or something."
"Yeah, right. That never happens except in the movies." Steve says.
"The other problem with that plan, I can't think of any other woman in the Compound that might swing that way. Not unless you were some smooth pimp motherfucker that could talk her into it and given that you're far from that Albert, I'd say you're shit out of luck."
"Well couldn't one of you guys help me? I mean, you could try to talk your girlfriends and we could all watch or something."
"Yeah, there's a problem with that plan too Albert, namely neither one of those fuckers got girlfriends either." You interrupt.
"Ha fuckin' ha. Nobody asked you for your opinion smart ass." Roger remarks annoyed.
"Hey, do you think you could maybe talk to Marina then?"
"Everyone shut the fuck up I hear something!"

After looking around and up, in a split second of total silence, Roger speaks again.

"There's nothing here, this city was fucking annihilated, ain't nothing alive except maybe rats and roaches. I dunno even know why we're so worried to begin with, do you think if anyone WAS still left alive they would be in any condition to…"

Suddenly Rogers head explodes like a ripe melon after getting hit by a shotgun blast coming from the second floor window of a nearby building. The "thing" holding the shotgun is reloading and alerting his fellows.

"MEEEEEEEEAAAT!" it screeches in a raspy voice.

More figures start appearing. Most have a half-crazed appearance and severe radiation burns. Apparently these bomb survivors have had their minds damaged along with their bodies.

"Holy shit, we're gonna die!" Albert screams and starts firing at everything. You and Steve do likewise while retreating back to the car. Before you all manage to leave the immediate area, the thing with the shotgun manages to get off another shot, blasting Albert in the leg, tearing it off. He screams and tries to crawl away, but is quickly mobbed and the last thing you see of him is some of the freaks sinking their teeth into him.

"GET THE FUCK MOVING STEVE!" you shout stepping up your pace.

 
Eventually you and Steve manage to get back to the car and speed off back to the Compound. Steve is pretty upset and while there isn't any traffic on the road, you still don't want him to be crashing into something else.

"Steve calm the fuck down, and get a hold of yourself!"
"Fuck you man! Didn't you see that?! They fuckin' killed Roger! And they ATE fuckin' Albert! Aw shit man! Shit! They're gonna come after us!"
"I doubt that, they don't even know where we're from. Just be glad we got out of there. It was a stupid idea to go there in the first place. There's nothing there except crazed radioactive cannibals. I'm gonna tell Harry that much when we get back. Nobody's going there again, especially not me!"

You're pretty pissed about this whole affair really and the more you're thinking about it; maybe you should just not return to the Compound, you have enough equipment and supplies to keep you in good shape for awhile. All you'd have to do is get rid of Steve and take the car.

You get rid of Steve

Fuck this shit, you're not dealing with it anymore. You point your rifle at Steve, who's still hysterical about his friends dying.

"Alright Steve, pull this car over and get out." You say calmly.
"Wha…WHAT? Are you fuckin' crazy man? What're you doing?"
"I'm giving you a chance to fucking live that's what! Now pull this fuckin' car over!"
"My friends just fuckin' died and you pull this shit?"
"You wanna end up like your goddamn idiot friends? You pull this car over now or your brains are gonna be all over the fuckin' windshield! DO IT!"
"NO!" Steve shouts and violently swerves the car into nearby wreck alongside the road which you didn't even notice until you went flying out of the windshield upon impact.

You walk away from the crash, but you don't walk far when you fall unconscious from your head wound injury and never wake up.