After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506: Chapter 506: Stereotype

"That’s great! We finally wiped out the Speed Element zombies here!"

"Lysander, not bad, kid. We really have you to thank for this one."

Everyone turned, cheering, and walked toward the supply vehicle on the side.

The glory of slaying the Speed Element zombies belongs to the living.

No one gave another glance at the mangled corpses.

And it seemed everyone was already used to it.

"I hear the Vornholt here used to be a grain cooperative. It has all sorts of supplies, and grain is the most precious resource of all!"

"Those supplies should be ours. Why should Drakonia have so many resources?"

"Have the Space Superpower Users get ready. Remember to protect them well. We can’t have any screw-ups at the last minute."

"Yes, sir!"

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room, Nina Jacobs also gave a command, having Gordon translate for her sentence by sentence.

Gordon’s tone was mechanical, but he translated everything he heard nonetheless.

’The last minute?’

Nina Jacobs smiled.

’This is only the beginning.’

The human corpses on the roadside stirred, and a zombie animal slightly larger than a Zombie Rat crawled out from among the bodies.

Its incisors were sharp, tearing rapidly into a chunk of flesh. The months since the apocalypse had allowed them to evolve and adapt ever more to this world.

The people who had turned away and let down their guard hadn’t noticed this yet.

Sensing the scent of fresh, living humans, one rotten or shriveled zombie vole after another darted swiftly in the direction the people had gone!

"Watch out!"

"AHH!!"

"It’s Zombie Rats! How are there more Zombie Rats?! Weren’t they all cleared out before?"

"No, these are voles! Zombie voles!"

"Fall back! Retreat, now!

Contact the monitoring room! Tell Gordon to bring reinforcements immediately!"

Several Superpowers erupted, joined by blasts from a Flame Scanning Gun, all aimed at the zombie voles.

But there were too many of them. For every batch of zombie voles killed, another appeared, and they were still gathering continuously from all sides.

With no sign of reinforcements, the leaders had no choice but to lead their people in a retreat.

"Protect the supply trucks! The Space Superpower Users can’t get hurt!"

The man who had been called "sir" shouted.

Nina Jacobs also noticed the two incredibly sturdy armored vehicles they were protecting.

The two armored vehicles had clearly been modified, with thick steel plates and a protective layer of special material added to their bodies.

She deduced that the Space Superpower Users they were protecting were inside.

This was also clear from Gordon’s translation of their conversations.

These people had been killing zombies in Mirewood for three days.

At the very beginning, they used bait to lure out all the Zombie Rats in the town, then used a Flamethrower to exterminate them.

Today was the third day they had spent clearing out zombies in the county town.

Nina Jacobs believed the sudden appearance of these zombie voles was most likely due to the smell of blood from the intersection just now.

The equipment those people had was quite complete. Nina Jacobs noticed a Space Superpower User had already taken out a helicopter.

At this point, machine gunners were providing cover for the retreat of key personnel.

Nina Jacobs hesitated no longer and commanded Gordon:

"Go draw them over here. Tell them we’re here to help."

She retracted the Diamond Sand Cover, and the two of them followed Gordon out of the vehicle.

"Gordon? What took you so long!"

Lysander’s face was a mess. If he hadn’t been quick-witted enough to pull someone else in front of him as a shield just now, he’d definitely be dead.

"Gordon, where are the reinforcements?

And who are these two?!"

The man previously called "sir" also hurried over to ask. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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