Lafiel quickly let off a burst of fire, less well aimed than her previous ones. "We need to clear them and then restore atmosphere. We need to keep this section clear for the teams' retreats. One moment."

It was dangerous. They'd need to restore the air in order to let others back through the rift, besides any of the robots or teams with suits and cutting gear.

She thumbed the radio on with her other hand. "This is base. We need to vent atmosphere in this section to clear out hostiles." She had stopped caring if the zombies were sick crew or the locals; she'd care again when they stopped trying to kill her. "Clear the section and stand by. I'll call the all-clear once there's atmosphere to breathe."

Next time, she might recommend just having everyone go in with vacuum. Except there were hostages farther down. Wait... "Have teams cleared the full section for hostages?"