Chapter 843 -843 Cheat Death
Looking utterly confused, Rose watched as Fred suddenly opened the roof of the car and turned to Rakan. “When I give the signal, hit the gas. Got it?” Fred said firmly.
Rakan nodded, eyes narrowing with determination. He had no idea what Fred was planning, but he understood one thing: when the time came, his job was to floor it—get them the hell out of there and leave whatever monster was behind them in the dust.
With the confirmation he needed, Fred stood up through the open roof, positioning himself in the center of the car. He braced his legs carefully to keep his balance. With practiced ease, he uncoiled the rope that had always been draped around his shoulder—something most people assumed was just a part of his rugged style.
But Fred, a former S.W.A.T. officer, had formed certain habits that never left him—even in the apocalypse. His training taught him to always be prepared for worst-case scenarios, and this rope was one of his constants. It had never been truly necessary until now, thanks to their grappling hooks and gear from the STAU. But today, the odds had turned viciously against them—and now, finally, the rope had a purpose.
Fortunately, Fred had his rope. Once he found his balance, he quickly fashioned one end into a large loop, just like a cowboy’s lasso. As he worked, the others—Rose, Rakan, Clyde, and Reeve—began to realize what he was about to do. Then Rose’s eyes snapped back to Evelyn, who was still struggling to outrun the monstrous, tank-like zombie barreling after her.
Without thinking, Rose shouted over the chaos, her voice nearly drowned out by the growls and snarls of the horde, “Evelyn! Hang in there! Don’t you dare stop running!”
Luckily, after their awakening, their senses had sharpened—eyes able to see farther, ears attuned to fainter sounds, and reactions just a bit faster. That small boost was enough. Despite the noise, Evelyn caught Rose’s words, nodded through gritted teeth, and forced her legs to move even faster, determined not to slow down.
“Ugh!” Evelyn grunted, forcing her legs to move faster, but the massive, tank-like zombie was still right behind her—too close for comfort. She didn’t need to look back to know it was an evolved one; its oppressive aura and heavy footsteps were enough to tell her that much.
Meanwhile, Fred had just finished his preparations. He glanced ahead, noticing that Rakan would need to take a sharp turn soon—something Rakan seemed to pick up on too, as he checked the side of the road a few times. Wasting no time, Fred spun the rope in a wide arc, then hurled it toward Evelyn.
Evelyn’s eyes locked onto the incoming rope. Understanding Fred’s intention instantly, she lunged forward and grabbed it midair. With a quick motion, she slipped the oversized loop over her head and down to her waist. It was so wide that if she let go, it would slide right off—but she didn’t have to wait long.
Fred gave the rope a sharp tug.
The loop cinched tightly around her waist, just in time.
The evolved zombie trailing behind roared in fury, realizing that its prey was about to escape, with help from the other humans.
“Rawhhhhh!!!”
The zombie let out a deafening roar, then began thrashing wildly, swinging both of its massive arms in a frenzy as it tried to strike Evelyn. Rose watched with bated breath, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was caught in her throat.
“Now!” Fred shouted.
The moment Rakan heard the cue, he slammed his foot on the gas, and the jeep shot forward like a bullet. The uneven road, littered with debris, made the vehicle jolt violently, bouncing everyone in their seats. Thankfully, it was an off-road vehicle built for this kind of chaos.
Evelyn barely had a second to react before she felt a sharp tug on the rope, so sudden and strong it felt like her soul was about to leave her body.
“Pull!” Fred yelled again, realizing that with Evelyn’s metallic armor, her weight was too much for him alone. At once, Clyde and Reeve popped up through the open roof, each grabbing hold of the rope.
“Pull!” Fred shouted again, more urgently this time.
They yanked together with all their might, and Evelyn, sensing the momentum, quickly deactivated her awakened ability and shed her armor. The sudden loss of weight made a huge difference—like a switch flipped, she shot toward the vehicle, her body lifted off the ground like a rag doll.
At that exact moment, the evolved zombie slammed its massive hand into the spot where she had been just seconds before, missing her by a breath. As Evelyn glanced back midair, she could see the force of the blow crush the ground behind her. Her body soared a few meters up before gravity yanked her toward the safety of the speeding jeep.
The sudden pull launched Evelyn into the air. As she flew forward, she instinctively reached out and managed to grab onto the roof rail of the speeding jeep. At the same time, Reeve pulled Rose back into the vehicle, shielding her from being tossed around.
Evelyn stretched with all her might, and their hands locked. With one powerful yank, Fred pulled her back into the safety of the jeep.
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