A location eight kilometers outside of Tomorrow Base.
Countless armored vehicles and trucks were parked in an open field.
At the very front were six tanks, their cannons aimed directly at Tomorrow Base.
Anselm Hughes listened to the report from his subordinate, his expression dark.
"Tomorrow Base has been on lockdown for five days—no one in, no one out. We can’t gather any intel at the moment. The zombies our people led over have been dealt with by their traps..."
Wyatt Holden said, a little uneasy.
"That was expected. It’s a base, after all. A small one, but if it couldn’t even handle that, it would have been wiped out long ago."
Although Anselm Hughes found it regrettable, he had anticipated this outcome.
"Do we know their casualty count?" he asked.
"Their..."
Wyatt Holden glanced at Anselm Hughes, then lowered his head and said, "They’re completely unscathed."
"What do you mean, completely unscathed?"
Anselm Hughes asked.
"Tomorrow Base only used traps and mechanisms the entire time. So far, they have zero casualties..."
Wyatt Holden answered, taking a deep breath.
"How is that possible? Is this a mistake?"
Julian Sutton asked.
Just luring those zombies had cost them a good number of men. How could Tomorrow Base possibly have no casualties?
Wyatt Holden silently played the video footage from the drone that had just returned.
"I can only say their traps are quite formidable. But the base only has a little over 1,000 City Guard Soldiers. I don’t think our upcoming attack will be a problem."
Wyatt Holden said.
Today, they had assembled a total of over 6,000 base guards and had brought along their heavy weaponry as well.
"These mechanisms..."
The drone footage wasn’t very clear, but Anselm Hughes could clearly make out several wooden mechanisms.
This gave him a strange feeling, but he quickly dismissed the thought as impossible.
"So cunning. They actually managed to avoid it."
Julian Sutton said.
"Tell Edmund Walsh and Stowe Lynch to move out immediately. We must take Tomorrow Base today!"
Anselm Hughes stood up.
"The casualties will likely be high if we do that."
Wyatt Holden said with a frown.
The zombies hadn’t depleted any of Tomorrow Base’s weapons or personnel. He suggested sending in an advance force first to probe their defenses before launching an all-out assault.
"This is a do-or-die battle. Sacrifices are inevitable," Anselm Hughes said, ignoring his suggestion.
"That’s right, Wyatt Holden, why ask so many questions? We’ve trained these soldiers for this very moment. General Hughes certainly hasn’t been mistreating them lately."
Julian Sutton said.
"I understand."
Wyatt Holden frowned. ’Why does Julian Sutton always seem to be gloating over others’ misfortune?’
But it was true that Lornwood Base had lifted all restrictions recently. Not only had they fully released the Water Element Superpower Users, but Anselm Hughes had also allocated special provisions to reward the base’s soldiers daily.
’This must all be in preparation for this battle.’
Wyatt Holden quickly summoned Stowe Lynch and Edmund Walsh.
"Do you understand? That Tomorrow Base assassinated Commander Langdon and stole our Lornwood Base’s supplies! Today, no matter the cost, we must breach this city!"
Anselm Hughes shouted, standing before several thousand soldiers.
"Lynch, looks like it’s our turn."
Edmund Walsh stubbed out a cigarette, grinding it into the ground with his boot.
"Hmph. Walsh, don’t you get stage fright on me."
Stowe Lynch laughed. Everyone had gotten used to calling him by his nickname, Grim.
"Hahaha, stage fright? Me? I’m gonna get a taste of what it’s like to be a general!"
Edmund Walsh walked up to General Hughes and shouted to the crowd:
"Did you all hear that?"
"We heard it!"
The soldiers finally responded in unison.
Valerius Lucas and Hartley were also among the thousands of men, and they responded with their heads lowered.
At the same time, Valerius Lucas was worried about the situation at Tomorrow Base.
After all, Anselm Hughes hadn’t told them the result of the zombie attack from earlier.


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