"Look, what is that thing?"
The survivors in the Duong Quang shelter raised their heads, pointing at the sky.
They were very curious about the object falling from the sky.
They had no idea what it was.
Similarly.
Lam Pham watched the object slowly falling from the sky, quite surprised. Looking closely, he discovered it was a cargo crate.
Co Hang walked to Lam Pham's side, "Little Pham, that plane just now looked like a transport plane."
"Transport plane?"
"Yes, a military transport plane."
Co Hang was a little excited. Seeing this thing, it seemed as if a certain idea had formed deep in his heart, but it wasn't confirmed, and the specific situation was still unknown.
Lam Pham watched, also feeling a sense of anticipation. There were more survivors than he had imagined; this was a good thing. He just didn't know what exactly was in this crate.
After a while.
A cargo crate with a parachute slowly and precisely landed on the ground of the shelter.
The survivors gathered around.
No one took the initiative to open the crate to see what was inside.
Lam Pham and Co Hang walked towards the cargo crate.
"Make way, make way, big brother is here," Quan Hao shouted.
The onlookers among the survivors made way.
The cargo crate before them wasn't too large, just about half the size of a regular sheet metal cargo crate. There was a latch on the crate, but it wasn't locked, just fastened to prevent the crate door from opening and the contents from falling out.
Lam Pham walked to the cargo crate and listened carefully; he didn't hear any movement inside.
He could rule out the possibility of someone using the cargo crate to drop zombies.
It was a dark thought, but in the current situation, anyone could do anything.
Lam Pham unfastened the cargo crate. Under everyone's expectant gazes, he opened it. Instantly, as everyone saw the contents, they all looked dumbfounded, completely stunned.
My goodness.
It was firearms and ammunition, full of guns, and lots of bullets. There were even grenades. To be honest, this truly shocked everyone.
Lam Pham turned his head to look at Co Hang and said, "Brother Hang, what do you think is going on?"
Co Hang had a serious expression and shook his head, "I don't know."
He approached the cargo crate. These firearms were all military-grade, and there was even an instruction manual. Obviously, they knew ordinary citizens wouldn't know how to use guns, so they directly provided a manual, precisely so that ordinary citizens could self-learn about firearms.
"There's a letter."
Co Hang saw a letter placed together with the instruction manual.
Lam Pham took the letter and opened it directly.
He read it aloud as he looked at it.
"To our compatriots who see this letter, greetings. We are soldiers of the 71st Army Group. When the apocalypse erupted, we fell into chaos. Our comrades turned into zombies, causing us immense disaster. Under the leadership of General Chu, we gathered fifteen thousand people within a month.
With full equipment, we counter-attacked the zombies. Protected by a torrent of steel, we were victorious in every endeavor, clearing out countless zombies in the city. The scales of victory had already tipped in our favor.
These zombies, transformed from our compatriots, apart from their strength and speed, had no other ability to resist us. We all embraced a beautiful future, thinking that as long as we continued to strive, we could clear out all the zombies.
But an accident occurred. We encountered a zombie counter-attack. A giant zombie, five or six meters tall, appeared. Its body was as hard as steel; bullets and grenades had no effect on it. Even missiles only caused it minor injuries.
We also encountered zombies that couldn't be killed no matter what. Their speed was very fast, their strength immense. Bullets and missiles couldn't lock onto them. They could tear apart tanks and artillery.
We are sorry, we have disappointed you. We were defeated in our fight against the zombies.
These firearms are the only thing we can do for you. We hope you can arm yourselves and survive in this apocalypse. We hope our future is bright."
After reading the contents of the letter.
Lam Pham's heart could not calm down for a long time.
Even though the letter didn't detail the battle situation, he could feel how tragic the fight must have been.
"Brother Hang." He turned his head and saw Co Hang's eyes were red, with faint tears falling.
Co Hang's voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "I knew it. In places we don't know, they were still fighting the zombies. Fifteen thousand people is not a small number. Coupled with various equipment, zombies indeed couldn't do anything to them. But now, all sorts of strange, peculiar, and terrifying types have appeared among the zombies. Even with these weapons, how could they hold on?"
The surrounding survivors remained silent.
The contents of the letter moved them as well.
A bit regretful.
They hadn't expected it to end like this. For those soldiers, their thought was to take up arms to protect the country and clear the zombies in the city.
But in the end, they were still no match for the zombies.
Perhaps even those soldiers never imagined that such terrifying creatures existed among the zombies.
"Brother Hang, I'm going out for a bit first."
Lam Pham looked into the distance; he could no longer see the transport plane. After all, planes were very fast.
"Okay."
Co Hang seemed to understand Lam Pham's thoughts. He didn't ask much, nor did he say much, just nodded.
This time, Lam Pham didn't leave the shelter slowly as usual. Instead, he leaped up on the spot. With a bang, he turned into an afterimage and chased into the distance.
Co Hang watched Lam Pham's departing figure and muttered to himself, "I hope everything goes smoothly."
Within the city.
A figure, ignoring the rules of Earth, continuously flashed across skyscraper rooftops, heading into the distance at extreme speed. Faintly, the transport plane could be seen flying in the sky.
"It's over there."
Seeing the transport plane's silhouette, he felt a little relieved.
As long as he could see it, it was fine.
The transport plane appearing over Hoang City was naturally also seen by other survivors in Hoang City. Their mood was equally excited by the appearance of the transport plane.
But after a brief period of excitement came helplessness.
Clearly, this transport plane was not here to rescue them.
However, when they saw something falling from the sky, that group of survivors who discovered the transport plane were all curious, wondering what exactly was in the cargo crate.
At this moment.
Inside the transport plane.
Several soldiers were busy. They were looking at a map in their hands with markings, among which were red circled dots.
"I didn't expect Hoang City to have two shelters. Indeed, we humans will not be so easily wiped out by zombies." The soldier speaking had a trace of joy on his face.
The other soldiers had extremely serious expressions. They no longer had any way to fight the zombies. Their base was already surrounded by zombies. This horde of zombies could clearly break through their defensive lines in an instant, but it was as if they were penning up animals, just watching them.
"Everyone, our mission is now complete. We are returning to the starting point now," a middle-aged man said.
Their mission was to take off from the base and transport weapons to known shelters. These weapons were useless left with them. As long as those particular zombies existed, these firearms were completely ineffective.
It was just that they didn't know that beneath them, a figure was constantly following.
"Changing direction?" Lam Pham looked at the transport plane flying in the sky, which suddenly changed course and flew towards another location.
"If I follow the transport plane, I should be able to reach their location."
There was a stretch of wasteland some distance from the city, where a military base was located, surrounded by perimeter walls.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man stood in the observation tower, looking at the situation outside, his face extremely grave. Outside, zombies were everywhere, their numbers too vast for them to count.
Previously, they had over ten thousand men, constantly clearing zombies in the city. It was very smooth at the beginning; no zombie could stop the advance of their iron torrent.
Just when they thought they could completely retake the city, the zombies that truly made them despair appeared, leading to continuous retreats and countless deaths in the zombies' maws.
This middle-aged man was not General Chu; General Chu had already sacrificed himself.
His name was Loi Dung Chi, the captain of a special operations team. After the general's sacrifice, he was responsible for this place.
"Captain Loi, what exactly do these zombies want by penning us up like this?" a soldier asked.
Loi Dung Chi shook his head, "I don't know."
He really didn't know. He looked towards another section of the perimeter wall. Clearly, it was that five or six-meter-tall zombie, its pale eyes fixed on the situation inside the base.
Any other zombie, upon seeing living humans, would have long since charged in like a mad dog.
But that zombie remained completely still, like a statue, staring at them.
They now had only over a hundred men left. They had originally thought of using the transport plane to evacuate, but when they began to arrange for boarding, that giant zombie became abnormally agitated, clearly intending to charge in.
Later, they learned that this giant zombie was monitoring them.
It didn't want them to leave.
"Captain Loi, instead of being monitored like this, why don't we fight them to the death?"
"Yeah, the result is death anyway. Why not fight them? We can take down as many as possible. Since we joined the army, we've never been afraid of these things."
Loi Dung Chi said: "I know everyone's thoughts. I am the same as everyone, ready to make a sacrifice at any time. It's just that we are not in a hurry yet. The zombies haven't attacked us, which means there is definitely an intelligent one among the zombies. I want to wait for that kind of zombie to appear, then detonate the base and perish together with it."
"Even if we die, we must die with value. We absolutely cannot let that kind of zombie survive, otherwise, it will be a disaster for us humans."
Everyone listened to Captain Loi's words.
They all nodded with firm expressions. Death was a very terrifying thing for anyone.
But they always remembered their mission and responsibility.
Fearless of hardship, fearless of sacrifice.
Even when facing enemies outnumbering them a hundred or a thousand times, they had to have a fearless heart.
Suddenly.
Just at this moment.
Chaos erupted.
"Ooh ooh..."
Deafening howls resounded.
In their vision, the zombies were roaring, transforming from their initial quietness to their current frenzy. What exactly was happening, no one knew.
Captain Loi looked gravely into the distance. The zombies there seemed to have all retreated, making way. He picked up his binoculars and looked into the distance, unexpectedly seeing a very strange zombie.
Its physique was not very large, at most about one meter fifty or sixty centimeters tall. Its body appeared somewhat pale, as if very frail. This type of zombie greatly surprised Captain Loi; he didn't know what was so peculiar about such a zombie that it made the surrounding zombies appear extremely fearful, as if in awe.
"Captain Loi, what's the situation?"
Someone asked.
Captain Loi said in a deep voice: "A frail-looking zombie has appeared there. I can't see anything peculiar about it, but it seems to be the king of this zombie horde. All the zombies are making way for it."
"Captain Loi, could it be that these zombies penned us up just waiting for this zombie to appear, to make us its food?"
"It might really be like this. Ever since we were forced back to the base by the zombies, this horde has surrounded us, neither attacking nor retreating, as if some zombie is manipulating them. After all, the zombies we encountered before were all irrational. When there was no sound, they would all go their separate ways."
At this moment.
Captain Loi picked up a sniper rifle. With things having reached this state, there was no need to think about anything else. The outcome would be this horde of zombies breaking through the base and devouring their flesh and blood.
Through the high-magnification scope, he aimed at the short zombie that had appeared.
"Go to hell."
He pulled the trigger.
Bang.
The bullet streaked through the air, its trajectory aimed at that zombie's head.
"How is this possible?"
In Captain Loi's vision, that frail zombie was actually unharmed. As if knowing what would happen next, it actually tilted its head, dodging the bullet.
Everyone looked at Captain Loi, still unaware of the specific situation.
"This zombie is problematic. It seems to know I would shoot its head; it actually tilted its head to dodge the bullet."
Hearing Captain Loi say this.
Everyone expressed disbelief.
How could such a situation happen? But the reality was laid out before them, forcing them to believe it.
Perhaps this one shot startled the zombies, thoroughly enraging them.
Angry roars echoed once more.
The giant zombie monitoring them even gripped the edge of the perimeter wall, roaring ferociously. Anyone seeing this sight would be terrified.
At this moment.
A transport plane appeared in the sky in the distance. The soldiers piloting the transport plane looked at the situation below, their hearts also pounding.
The current situation had already driven them to despair.
The only thing they could do was to transport the remaining firearms from the base outwards, airdropping them to living survivors. This was the only thing they could do in this apocalypse.
The transport plane landed on the runway.
Captain Loi looked at the descending transport plane and sighed, "They've returned."
Everyone looked at Captain Loi. In fact, they knew what Captain Loi meant. If the transport plane hadn't returned, they wouldn't blame them. After all, the base was now surrounded by zombies. Wanting to break out or eliminate the surrounding zombies was impossible.
Moreover, the zombies seemed to know the function of the transport plane, prohibiting large-scale personnel boarding. Once such a situation occurred, the zombies monitoring them would charge.
In the distance.
Lam Pham followed the transport plane all the way. Seeing it land, he knew he had reached his destination.
It was just that what shocked him was...
So many zombies.
With a glance, he saw countless zombies appearing in his vision.
"It's just as I thought. They airdropped the weapons because they've reached a dead end, knowing the overall situation is set and irreversible. They can only transport the weapons outwards to bring hope to other survivors."
"Alright, even if the outcome is determined, with Lam Pham here, I will change the outcome."
He slowly drew Frostmourne. Seeing ordinary zombies swaying unsteadily ahead, completely unaware of him, he was truly disappointed by the zombies' lack of vigilance.
"Hey, how are you?"
He said softly.
The listlessly nodding zombie turned its head. Seeing a human appear before it, it seemed slightly stunned, as if it hadn't figured out why humans were so arrogant nowadays. Didn't it see its countless compatriots were all here?
"Ooh ooh..."
The ordinary zombie roared ferociously.
Splat!
Lam Pham swung his sword, directly severing the ordinary zombie's head.
Then, carrying his sword, he charged straight in.
Inside the base.
"Captain Loi, we have delivered the weapons to the destination."
Captain Loi nodded, "Good, mission accomplished very well. It's just that you could have chosen not to return."
"Captain Loi, we don't want to be deserters. The identity of a deserter is a humiliation to us."
Everyone is afraid, but fear doesn't solve problems. When encountering difficulties, solve them. If they can't be solved, then let the difficulties solve us.
No matter the outcome, it would not change their determination to stay here and fight the zombies.
Outside, there was a clamor.
"Captain Loi, why are the zombies outside suddenly so berserk?"
Captain Loi said: "A strange zombie has appeared, possibly the leader of this horde. We will have a fierce battle next. Although we will die, even in death, we must make this horde of zombies accompany us."
"Yes, Captain Loi."
Just then, a figure rushed over.
"Captain Loi, something has happened."
"What's the situation?" Captain Loi frowned. Could it be that the zombies had started to act? If that was really the case, then the most dangerous one was that giant zombie.
"I... I saw someone charge into the zombie horde and is hunting zombies." He stammered as he spoke, as if he had seen a ghost. Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still somewhat doubted if there was something wrong with his eyes, if he had seen incorrectly.
"What?"
It wasn't just him who was shocked; Captain Loi was equally astounded, as were the fully armed soldiers beside him.
Then, without thinking.
They ran straight towards the observation tower.
When they saw the current situation, it was exactly as the soldier had just described. They were all dumbfounded.
Indeed, they saw a figure appear within the zombie horde.
Wielding an unknown weapon, constantly reaping zombies.
"Who is he?"
Captain Loi asked, stunned and open-mouthed.
However, his question received no answer.
"Captain Loi, look at the kind of zombie he's hunting. Do you remember how we had to use tank bombardment to kill that type of zombie?"
A soldier pointed into the distance, where a Tyrant Zombie had appeared.