Answer with stealth and strategy

You feel a swelling of rage as you witness these strangers violate your woman. Your grab the wrench, and move to throw the door open charge into the fray, but quickly stop yourself. Despite what Lea might be going through mentally and emotionally, her life itself wasn't yet directly in danger. You doubt even these new infected psychopaths would want to fuck a corpse. You quickly realize strategy was going to be what gets everyone you need to out alive.

Your opponents had pinned Lea to the ground so that all three were facing away from you, so you couldn't count on Lea assisting you until at least one of the guys was out of her way. Gwen was probably not going to be of any help, considering that she had yet to make an appearance. The wrench that you had found was not as big as you had hoped. It definitely wasn't large enough to use as a club, but it was still metal and could do some damage if hit in the right spot. You remember back to you freshmen anatomy class in college, and that there was a soft spot on the side of the head, closer to the front, that was an insta-kill if hit hard enough, and a good stun chace if close.

As you begin to creep closer to your enemies you realize that thinking about 'opponents' 'insta-kills' and 'stuns' like a video game makes it easier to rationalize killing people, and immediately shake that thought off, as a fight is no place for philosophy.

When you get to about four steps away you hear the men talking to Lea, saying things like: 'I'm gonna fuck you real good sweetheart', and 'Damn this is a tight coochie'. The man on the right has shoved Lea's pants and panties halfway down her thighs, and was mauling what he could reach of her privates. You had half a thought to let them continue, or even join in, but you threw that thought out of your head even faster than the videogame thought.

You took the last few steps as quietly as you could and caught one last deep breath before plunging into the fray.

Your first swing was on the man to your left. One strike to the spot you remembered on his head, and he was out. You turn to the other man and see his reaction was quicker than you anticipated. He had flipped Lea on top of him in an attempt to use her as a meat shield. He had to discover the hard way that she was more than just meat. Their struggle was over in ten seconds. He was lifeless, and bleeding from several stab wounds, and she only suffered a gash to her right thigh.

She took a moment to breathe while laying on top of the corpse. You checked the other guy for a pulse, and found none.

After taking a moment to shake off the adrenalin, you offer a hand to Lea, who gratefully accepts. You get her on her feet and discover that her right leg can't hold all of her weigh, and you sling her left arm over your shoulders and half carry her to the door you left from.

Two shuffles in and you see her pull her pants up. Apparently the thought didn't occur to her until just now. The display combined with your already raised heart rate had an effect on your member, and you really hope Lea doesn't notice.

Two steps left before the door and Lea stops you.

"Where is Gwen?"