This is what Deadpool has to resort to, only days after single-handedly saving the entire planet from Skrulls? Oh, that's right-nobody knows about that...Deadpool didn't even want this job. But here he is anyway, in some dank corner of Eastern Europe, going toe-to-toe with an undead plastic surgeon and his flesh-eating clientele, contracted by the head of a greasy paramilitary unit to avenge the zombification of the guy's young, ex-model trophy wife -- and all because Wade's dead broke.