After the husky had safely moved from his shoulder, Kreed moved quickly over to the dumpster. Not slowing down, he lowered his shoulder and rammed the container back into place just as Xia's bat broke. The couple zombies trying to squeeze through were pressed up into the wall, rotting flesh leaving a nice brown smear across the bricks as they were sandwiched. The dumpster made no headway back into the horde behind it, but at least it limited their ability to get through, even if it was still threatening to tip over. He didn't pause to think or check his handiwork, knowing that the other side of the ally was the more pressing concern.
He met the oncoming zombies with a heavy overhead swing, stepping up beside the vixen who was already there. The first zed that he hit went down in a heap, head split clean open. He kicked its falling corpse backwards into the legs of those shambling behind it, causing a few to trip and fall over. They couldn't kill this many, that was for certain. He doubted anyone here had enough bullets to even last for a few minutes, much less take down a horde of this size. He spent a few seconds chopping on the downed zombies to make sure they didnt bite anyone's ankles, but was soon forced to take a step back as more stumbled over the corpses.
Suddenly remembering something he stepped back again, eyeing the scenario before digging into his bag, producing a small blue canister. "Here, husky girl." He called up, tossing the can up in her direction. He hoisted his axe again as the can of WD40 was still sailing through the air. "Don't use it all, that shit is handy." He added, though he was already back to taking swings at the undead. Unlike Xia it may be a moment before Kreed tired out, but he would tire out sooner rather than later. Axes were not the easiest weapon to swing.