Ancestors damnation! Where in the hell is he going!? Tier thought as he watched Wolf take off. Being the soldier he was though he said nothing and began creeping forward keeping his eyes fixed on the building watching it closely, as if he expected something to jump out at him from behind every pile of rubble or every shadow. Tier stopped by the door and waited for Wolf to show back up. Looking into his eyes to try to gauge his true emotions Tier asked him in a tone that was as absolute as a chisel carving granite. "Are you ready?" He turned back to the door and raised himself to a standing position, wether Wolf was prepaired or not he was about to smash that door in. A black leather, hobnailed jackboot slammed against the door sending it crashing open revealing three naked creatures shamballing around on their hands and feet like animals hunting for food. Two were once furrs and the other possably human, it was hard to tell. Most of their fur was gone and their skin was thin and nearly transparent showing the muscle groups underneath. One looked to Tier and made a throaty croaking sound right before the MP 40 screamed sending little cones of lead it's direction and riddling it with bullet holes. It fell to the ground and squirmed in agony, it's mouth opened in a silent scream as the soldier panned his sub machine gun to the others. The two remaining creatures had hopped/shambaled their way toward the door with frightening speed while Tier sneered at them. He leaped backwards and opted to draw them to the confines of the doorway and let Wolf handle them with his blade, two mutants should be no trouble for the fighter.