Round 4 began shortly. "You guys ready to get moving?" Nikolai asked his comrades.

"Ah, ja." Richtofen lightly answered, zombie flesh still in his head. Literally.

"Alright." Takeo replied.

All three of them reloaded their weapons as they made their way to the upstairs door, which was still locked. Nikolai held up 750 points from his current 3,820 and the door opened right on up.

Takeo noticed he was getting very low on M14 ammo. "I will go buy more honor."

While Takeo went to do so, Nikolai thought it might be a good idea to rebuild a couple barriers real quick in order to get a few more points before moving on. He went downstairs and began repairing the barricade on the window near the bar area with the Quick Revive machine.

"They are starting to get out quick." Takeo commented while firing downward from the top of the stairs onto a zombie's head coming out of the window by the Olympia. "Hurry up!"

"Okay okay. . ." Nikolai ran back upstairs to regroup with his friends.

Richtofen finished firing another M1911 magazine at a zombie that was coming from across the upper level of the room they were in. "Let's get moving!" He said bravely as he turned around and ran up the small flight of stairs into the upper hall.

Nikolai looked around once he got up the steps to the upper level of the starting room. "Hey," he pointed out "There's not that many coming! No need to rudely hurry me up!"

Takeo tried not to slap Nikolai upside the head. "Don't you remember they start coming in quick eventually? Oh, nevermind this! Lets just get moving!" Takeo continued to lay fire on the various zombies that were getting out of the windows in the lobby. Pretty soon, There were too many approaching for Takeo to hold off with just one 8 round M14 magazine. He did his best to aim for their wobbling heads.

"Lets go, mein friends!" Richtofen shouted from just inside the upper hall. Takeo and Nikoali complied and stepped up the small set of stairs into the same room as the psychotic Nazi.

Dr. Richtofen started to get a little too cocky at being the 'team leader' at the moment. After the Japanese and Russian were in the upper hall, he sprinted down the narrow corridor leading to the other side of the room. His comrades waited for a moment. "Zhis vay!" He shouted as he turned around. Just after finishing that statement, a zombie fell down from the hole in the roof on the other side, and landed right on Richtofen. "Nein! It cannot be!" The doctor was down.

"Doctor!" Takeo shouted. "Do not fear, I am on the way!" He started running toward Richtofen on the other side of the hallway, quickly killing the zombie that had downed him.

"Wait!" Nikolai warned as he pulled his Japanese rival to a stop by grabbing his shoulder. Just then, dozens more undead came charging from the other side of the hall and out of the restroom on the right.

"What? You don't think I could have made it? Richtofen needs help, there is no time!"

"If you went, you would've gotten downed too, Takeo. And them I would be the last one remaining and then I would get downed and then it would be all over and we would never find Dempsey! Even worse, NO MORE VODKA!"

Zombies started approaching from behind them in the lobby. They were about to be cornered. Luckily, Nikolai thought up one of his famous (and by that I mean not famous at all) plans. The drunk Russian picked up Takeo as fast as he could, leaned him back, and hurled the Japanese captain at the crowd of zombies coming from the hall and restroom.

"You filthy-" Takeo soon figured out what Nikolai had in mind and just decided to go with it. "Hiya!" He smashed right into the charging zombies in a martial arts-style kick that you would only see in movies, knocking the zombie remains all over the place. It was like Takeo was an Asian bowling ball flying down the alley and into the undead pins. After landing back on his feet, Takeo began reviving Richtofen.

"Strike!" Nikolai celebrated.

"Three." Takeo 'continued'. "You're out! Hawhaw!"

"Bleh." Nikolai started walking their way when he was soon smacked in the back. "Oh shi-!" They had forgotten the zombies approaching from the lobby. He quickly turned around and finished them all off with a combination of Olympia firing, grenade tossing, and knife swinging. Takeo and Richtofen provided some bullet support from the other end of the hall. "Whew!"

Richtofen was now fully revived. "Danke." He thanked Takeo. "Zhat vas rather impressive! You two should vork together more often!"

Takeo and Nikolai glared at each other. "Meh. . ." They replied bluntly.

The sound of zombie groaning was heard again.

"We are not out of this round yet!" Takeo notified. He went with Richtofen further into the hall back by the portraits of them all. Richtofen was tempted to sit down on the slightly destroyed couch that was there.

Nikolai decided to buy a PM63 submachine gun off the nearby wall, realizing that holding off the zombies with the Olympia alone would be too risky, as well as take too long. He then joined his two other comrades as they were preparing to camp where they were. Takeo and Nikolai faced out toward the direction they came, as they were the ones with the most effective weapons. Richtofen, still managing to live off his M1911, watched the window behind them in the back of the room.

A zombie came at full speed up from the lobby and was headed right their way. Takeo shot it a couple times and it fell dead, and round 4 was now over. When the zombie fell to the ground, it left what looked like a golden hammer floating in the air with a green glow shining form it.

"This might help." Takeo commented as he walked over to get it. "Or not. Either way, we'll just have to wait a little longer until they get out.

"CARPENTER!" The Demonic Announcer announced. All the barricades went back up and the three of them recieved 600 points.

Takeo returned to his defensive position in front of the sofa, and round 5 started up shortly.

"I hope you know what you're doing, by camping in an area like this." Nikolai said as he checked to make sure his PM63 was ready to fire.

"Um, well," Takeo started to answer. "Let's just say I want to try something new."

Tank soon got the right rhythm down for aiming down the sniper scope quickly, firing, cycling the bolt, and repeating. Thanks to the rifle's high penetration, he was able to bring down multiple zombies in a row at once that were coming at him in a line. Thanks to the room's smallness, it happened often.

Dempsey was starting to enjoy taking down many zombies at once. It was even easier than using his pistol, knife, and grenades. "Hey Voice, maybe you actually picked the right one to please!" He said teasingly.

"After all, I didn't say WHICH one of us would be pleased!"

Dempsey chuckled as he crouched down for a short rest during the intermission between rounds.

"But I never said it will stay with that one person. Time for round 5!"

"Bring it on, Voice!" Dempsey changed mags and stood up. "Bring. It. ON! I don't remember round 5 being anymore different than round 4!"

The Demonic Announcer laughed a little. "We'll just see how you hold up in round 6. . .!"