Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255

A few drifters spotted the drone, too.

One of them started screaming. “Hey! Someone get over here and shoot that thing down!”

Bang! Bang! Bang! A volley of gunfire erupted.

Not a single bullet landed.

All they did was piss the drone off. It was time for payback.

Rat–tat–tat–tat! A stream of lead poured from the drone’s mounted guns.

Did they really think Josie would let that slide?

In their damn dreams.

They wanted to take shots at her tech? Fine. She’d send them straight to hell.

The vagabonds scrambled, screaming and diving for cover. They looked like cornered rats, pissing themselves as they ran.

The drone did a slow, mocking victory lap over their heads before casually buzzing off.

The pure audacity of it was breathtaking.

Josie nailed it. She successfully pulled all the base data and mapped out exactly where the refugees were hunkered down.

The rest was up to Zane.

Zane and his team didn’t waste a second. They cross–referenced the base layout with the refugee positions and marked the kill zones. Josie relayed the coordinates to the base immediately.

The people inside the base ghosted out, disappearing without a sound.

Once Zane got the “all clear” from Josie, he snapped out the orders. “System on. Ignite. Fire!

A barrage of shells tore into the sky, screaming toward their targets.

They looked like lethal fireworks cutting through the air, roaring toward the X on the map.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The shells ripped through the refugee crowds, one after another.

It was a symphony of death–pure, bloody carnage.

The Haven City refugees were completely blindsided.

They’d never seen a slaughter on this scale in their lives.

They used to think having a few guns made them the big dogs.

But this kind of saturation strike? They’d heard of it, but they’d never seen it.

They always figured those stories were just hype.

Today, they realized the stories didn’t even do it justice.

With this much firepower, you weren’t just clearing out refugees–you could level the entire damn mountain in seconds.

It wasn’t just the direct hits. Even if you were yards away, the shockwave alone would turn you into red mist instantly. Not a single scrap of bone was left. Just gone.

Modern weapons were a pain to use against the undead, but against living, breathing people? It was a cakewalk. After all, humans don’t have zombie reflexes. They’re soft, and they’re slow.

Josie watched the whole slaughter through a drone feed.

The guys at the base had been trading fire for ages, but Josie’s single artillery barrage got the job done way faster. Once the smoke from the shells cleared, the massive crowd of refugees had thinned out to almost nothing.

Their spirits were completely crushed.

It finally clicked. They knew exactly who had cleaned out that mountain armory back in Fort City.

They couldn’t help but feel a chill for the thousands currently sieging Quinshaw Base.

At this rate, there wouldn’t be a single survivor left over there.

2009

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“Boss, what do we do? We can’t fight this!” someone stammered, his voice shaking. “We can dive for cover from bullets, but how the heil du we dodge shells like these?”

“We’ve lost at least three hundred thousand people. We can’t keep going like this!”

“If we don’t stop, everyone from Haven City is going to be extinct!”

“How the hell are we any different from being extinct right now?” the leader spat, his voice raw with rage. “If we don’t get into that base, we’re dead anyway. Once the weather warms up and the mutant beasts, the mutant flora, and the Undead start moving again, how the hell are we supposed to survive?”

. “Maybe… maybe we should just apologize to the Fort City people,” someone suggested quietly. “Tell them we’re sorry. If they just let us in we

can figure out the rest later. Everything is negotiable.

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