[Funkduder]

About a mile behind the APC, at the coast of the Aegean Sea, Michael stopped the car. The Pass of Thermopylae could be seen from where he waited with Rue, parked.
"My contact that can get us across the Aegean Sea is about forty miles north of here. He'll be able to ferry us to the churches. It's said that the pass is cursed, so I normally would never go this way. However, with our nice little "comrades" ahead of us, they could clear the way for us, making this trip a lot faster. Which one of the churches did you want to investigate, by the way. I don't believe you specified before."
He drank from the canteen that he had refilled the night before. For a trip like this one, he was glad that he had the purification filter, otherwise, he would have already died.