My name is Kestastrophe, and I need me three soldiers. We're going to be dropped into Steam dressed as civilians. We're going to be doing one thing and one thing only. Killing Zombies. ... Members of the Walking Dead conquered Europe through murder, torture, intimidation, and terror, and that's exactly what we're going to do to them. We will be cruel to the Zombies and through our cruelty they will know who we are. They will find the evidence of our cruelty in the disemboweled, dismembered and disfigured bodies of their brothers we leave behind us, and the Zombies will not be able to help themselves from imagining the cruelty their brothers endured at our hands, and our boot heels, and the edge of our knives. And the Zombies will be sickened by us. And the Zombies will talk about us. And the Zombies will fear us. Zombies ain't got no humanity! And they need to be destroyed. Each and every man under my command owes me 100 Zombie scalps. And I want my scalps!