C107

Hopes press conference was currently all the craze In the whole world from Lilith's potential Introduction Into the armed forces.

To me and Hope being the current number one power couple.

Hope was on the other side of the room, suiting up in the same gear she had worn last time, only larger to accommodate her recent growth.

I couldn't help but steal a glance as she pulled up her black thigh high stockings over her long, athletic legs.

Her movements were graceful, In fact, a bit too graceful as if she was doing this on purpose and It was working.

Hope caught my gaze and smirked, knowing exactly what I was thinking.

"Focus, Drac,"

She teased, adjusting the straps on her armored vest.

"Oh I'm focused alright"

I replied with a grin, Inserting a fresh mag Into M4 rifle and releasing the bolt causing a fresh round to enter the firing chamber.

"Just appreciating the view."

Hope rolled her eyes but smiled.

"Sure you are."

As we continued gearing up, we made small talk, our conversation drifting to the prepared deals for Hope's country's armed forces.

"I've done everything I need on my end,"

Hope said, fastening the ammo belt.

"All that's left is for my government to give the green light, but I doubt that's happening anytime soon just like you said I've touched too many people's cakes"

I nodded, sliding my pistol Into my hips holster.

"That's nothing new Id say It will take about a month give or take"

Hope sighed, her expression turning serious.

"Something's definitely going to happen while we're away. I can feel it."

I looked at her, understanding the weight of her words.

"Lilith's got it covered. She can split herself in two. One part will keep an eye on everything here, while the other will stay In my brain."

Hope nodded, her shoulders relaxing slightly.

"Well I definitely trust Lilith more than those muscleheads of yours"

With our preparations complete, Hope and I stood side by side, ready for what lay ahead. She extended her hand, and with a swift motion, tore open a rift in space and time. The swirling vortex crackled with energy, illuminating the room with an eerie glow.

"Ready?"

Hope asked, her eyes gleaming with subconscious excitement for action.

I nodded, gripping my rifle tightly.

Together, we stepped through the portal, leaving the comforts of Hopes world behind and plunging back into the chaos of mine.

As we stepped through the rift, the familiar scent of decay and blood assaulted my senses.

My eyes widened at the chaotic scene unfolding before us.

"What In actual cluster f*ck of absolute cluster f*cks Is this s*it?!"

I cursed out loud, taking in the devastation. The sky was swarming with mutated monstrosities, their grotesque forms silhouetted against the dull, sickly sky.

The ground was a battlefield, under assault from three sides by waves of zombies, hellhounds, mutated bears, and other manner of nightmarish creatures which I recognized from my gladiator days back In the coliseum.

Many bore visible signs of radiation poisoning—extra limbs, melted flesh, and other grotesque deformities.

While others were the epitome of an undead creatures, rotting flesh festering with maggots, visible muscles, bones, and organs.

The perimeter of the base was in shambles, the 2 meters tall barbed wire fences made up of two base layers and one on top reinforced with steel beams and spiked wire.

We're torn apart and riddled with thrashing zombies and abominations as they tried to get out causing the razors to dig Into their flesh further.

I saw one zombie step out but In the process, It left half of his body's skin behind only to get his top shredded to pieces by 30 mm APHE rounds.

The heavy laser auto canons operated by auxiliary personnel and mounted in concrete bunkers at the triangle's ends continued to spew deadly beams, cutting through the advancing hordes with ruthless efficiency.

While 120 mm auxiliary personnel mortar teams continued to lob one round after another from the bases centers camouflaged mortar trenches.

My fully geared-up cosmic marines, entrenched in the defensive trench system, lobbed incendiary, frag, and impact grenades, their explosions lighting up the battlefield.

Underbarrel fission grenades from their smart rifles vaporized hundreds of monsters Into atoms In one go.

Heavy support specialists were laying down suppressive fire with their triple-barreled laser Gatling guns, the beams carving swathes through the enemy ranks.

Anti-tank teams focused their fire on the towering behemoths that waded through the carnage, their missiles striking with pinpoint accuracy and bringing the colossal creatures which were either a giants made out of dozens fused together zombies, or overgrown mutated bears and the like down.

Deputy squad commanders flayed the monsters with their under barrel rifles flamethrowers burning them into cole.

Snipers discharged their mass accelerator rifles with deadly precision, each shot finding its mark and felling another elite monster.

The rest of my battle brothers were relentless, their smart rifles roaring as they emptied 30 mm armor-piercing high explosive rounds into the throngs of enemies.

Suddenly, a flying abomination lunged from the air.

"Oh f*ck this! I'm not making the same mistake!"

I cursed as I used Hope's Inventory function to replace my weapons and clothes with my power armor and my beloved 30 mm smart rifle almost Instantly.

This function was really a so called op cheat skill, Instead of minutes one second was enough for me to properly done my power armor.

Just before the creature hit us, I pulled out my laser-edged combat katana and cleaved the f*cker in half.

The two halves collapsed to the ground, yet the top half, which looked like a humanoid bat, it was a zombie plus bat, maybe bitten by a bat like S*iderman? still writhed.

I raised my armored foot and crushed the screeching undead's head into meat paste. After that, I raised my smart rifle and started taking out the annoying f*ckers one by one, with Hope joining me as she started firing her fifty cal sniper rifle.

"There's just no f*cking end to them!"

I cursed as I summoned the wrecked harbinger, ran up to its shoulder, ripped off the giant laser Gatling gun, pulled out its energy cable, and connected it to my power armor fusion core.

I started shooting continuous streams or red Lazer beams Into the air while laughing like a maniac because I was having way too much fun.

I mean how couldn't eye then my view was basically an FPS game of shooting a g*ddamn oversized Gatling gun at a bunch of flying turkeys.

Flying monsters were scary not because they were powerful but because they could fly.

But then you had a Lazer Gatling gun with unlimited ammunition as long as my fusion didn't run out of juice.

Well then It was just child's play, It seemed like I'd really missed this.

On the ground, Hope was having as much fun as I was her fifty cal sniper rifle booming with each shot, taking down flying mutants with deadly precision.

This continued until there were only scattered limbs, corpses, and pieces of meat left.

The air was filled with the rancent stench of gunpowder, blood, and rotting meat It was one hell of a vomit Inducing cocktail.

I jumped off the harbinger, stored it away, and took off my helmet, inhaling the unfiltered air.

Hope, nearby, clenched her nose in disgust

"For f*ck's sake, how can you breathe this air?"

Hope complained to which I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Gotten used to it long ago,"

I replied nonchalantly, just then, Sergeant Wolf, his battle damaged power armor covered in blood and pieces of flesh with his helmet in hand, walked up to me.