(1) How Could I Possibly Let You Down? (1)

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The charging zombies fell one after another. Against these ordinary zombies, firearms were more than enough.

"Die! Die! Die!"

A young man with a long scar on his face furiously squeezed the trigger, bullets pouring out, venting all the anger in his heart.

He was known as Little Liu, in his twenties. In peaceful times, he had a happy life: his parents were healthy, and he had a pregnant wife. Their child would have been born in a few months.

But who could have imagined that the apocalypse would descend and snatch everything away from him?

He was filled with hatred, but unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. He wanted to fight the zombies to the death, but they were too terrifying. That sense of powerlessness enveloped him. How he wished none of this had ever happened.

Now that the zombies had come...

He could only rely on the gun in his hand to kill them.

"It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, my family wouldn't be broken, my parents, my wife, and my unborn child would all be fine!"

Little Liu aimed at the zombies below and let loose a barrage of fire. He was truly furious.

Colonel Tran's expression was grave. The current situation was under his control. Ordinary zombies would die if shot in the head. Even if they weren't hit in the head, the impact of the bullets could still blow off their limbs or leave bloody holes in their bodies.

"Colonel, that's the one called the Strength-type zombie in the guide."

Vuong Du pointed to a zombie in the horde.

They had dealt with this type of zombie before.

It required bombardment from a tank.

Firearms had little effect on it. Bullets had hit its body, but the effect was minimal, merely leaving a few bullet holes on its body.

Even bullets that hit its head only left a wound on its head.

A survivor with a sniper rifle aimed at the head of the Strength-type zombie. With a bang, the bullet flew through the air. After hitting the zombie's head, a very large wound split open.

Of course, a single shot was useless.

Zombies felt no pain. Wounds were useless against them. Unless they were killed, they would attack endlessly.

"Good! One more shot!"

Colonel Tran was very excited to see the large bloody wound on the zombie's head.

Boom!

The sniper rifle fired another shot.

In an instant, the Strength-type zombie's head exploded. A white crystal mixed with flesh and blood rolled onto the ground. The massive body of the Strength-type zombie fell to the ground with a thud, motionless.

"Good! Beautiful!"

With the Strength-type zombie killed...

Everyone at the scene was very excited. For them, this was a morale-boosting event.

Not long after.

Under their concentrated fire, they finally cleared out the small zombie tide in front of them. It was just that the pile of corpses was a bit troublesome; they needed to find an opportunity to clean them up.

Otherwise, after the corpses rotted, the smell would be unbearable and would have a great impact on the environment. At the same time, if too many corpses were piled up, they could easily be used as stepping stones, forming a staircase for other zombies to slowly climb up.

"Tien Dao, we know you're behind this! Since you've been kicked out, you should find a way to survive on your own, not control zombies to come and deal with us."

Colonel Tran spoke through a loudspeaker.

He knew Tien Dao was hiding somewhere not far away.

He didn't dare show his head, afraid of being shot by a sniper. He was like a rat, hiding in the dark.

In the distance, Tien Dao's expression was very calm, without any unusual signs. This situation was obviously within his expectations. Although there were several hundred zombies, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to think of breaking through this base with just these zombies.

He heard what Tran Minh said to him.

He sneered in his heart.

How could he let it go just like that?

In his dreams, absolutely in his dreams.

If he didn't destroy the base, he would write his name backwards.

"Let's go."

Tien Dao turned to leave, but after taking a few steps, he turned back and found the special zombie he was controlling standing there motionless.

It wasn't moving at all.

"What's going on?"

Tien Dao frowned. "Go! What are you standing there for?"

Even though he manipulated it, it was still of no use. This made Tien Dao feel that something was not right.

He didn't know why it had become like this.

It was a bit unexpected.

He wouldn't give up on this zombie. This kind of zombie was a great weapon; it could control several hundred zombies. How could he let it go? He returned to the zombie's side and looked at it with a frown.

At the same time, he secretly glanced at the base.

If the people in the base came out to clean up the scene and came over to investigate the situation, they would discover his tracks. If that happened, the situation would be very dangerous.

He desperately tried to control it, but it still didn't respond at all.

"Damn it, are you stupid? Go!"

This kind of situation had never happened before.

The zombies he controlled were more obedient than dogs. Only this zombie was very disobedient, which made his mood very unpleasant.

He thought of a way.

Tien Dao absolutely couldn't let the people in the base come out.

He returned to his original spot, hiding behind a rock, and shouted with a raised voice, "Tran Minh, don't tell me this stuff! I, Tien Dao, am going to fight you to the end! I'd like to see how much ammunition you have!"

Colonel Tran, who was originally thinking of letting people go out to clean up the zombie corpses at the gate, heard Tien Dao's words, and his expression changed slightly. This was something he hadn't expected.

Tien Dao actually responded?

All this time, Tien Dao had acted like a ghost in front of them, quietly peeping from the darkness, unwilling to communicate with them. This left them with few options.

Now that he was willing to communicate, it showed that the situation might be eased.

Tran Minh could determine Tien Dao's location, but catching him was very difficult. "Tien Dao, you should know what you've done yourself. Before you did such a thing, many people admired you. Indeed, you were a hero in everyone's hearts. But you can't go against someone's will."

"Bullshit! Shut up! What's wrong with me wanting to play with her?" Tien Dao retorted angrily.

Tran Minh said, "Tien Dao, you are human. It's already very hard for everyone to survive in the apocalypse. Why must you think of taking revenge on this place? If you still have some humanity left, you should leave and don't think of taking revenge on this place in the future."

"Ha ha, are you scared? Seeing that I can control several hundred zombies, you're scared, right?" Tien Dao appeared very excited. He felt that he had heard fear in Tran Minh's tone. "It's not impossible for you to want me to let you go. It's very simple. Send that woman out to me, and I'll agree to let you go."

"Otherwise, you just wait and see if my zombie army can destroy you. Oh, right, you go out from time to time. Although you have tanks to clear the way, I don't believe that tanks can withstand my zombie tide army."

Tien Dao was very arrogant.

Ever since he encountered this strange zombie, he felt that he had risen up.

He spoke with much more confidence than before.

"Impossible! Your request is too much. We can't possibly agree to it." Tran Minh didn't even think about it and directly rejected the other party's request.

He really hadn't expected a person's desire for revenge to be so great.

No matter what, the base had saved his life.

If he had even a little conscience, he would leave this place with a guilty heart.

"Then what's there to talk about? You just wait. When I can control several thousand zombies, I think your apocalypse will have truly arrived."

Tien Dao had not yet reached that ability, but it didn't stop him from boasting.

But at this moment...