End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 281

End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army

Chapter 281 A Cry for Help

“They can’t be here to rescue is.”

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While everyone else was cheering, a boy in a baseball cap crouched in the far corner and spoke in a cold, flat voice. “At a time like this, the government can barely take care of itself. There’s no way they’d come out to save people. Those vehicles are just passing through.”

His words hit like a bucket of cold water. The room fell silent.

“Why did you have to kill our mood?”

A woman shot him a glare. “What do you even know? Stop talking nonsense. What if they really are a rescue team? If those words crush our chance to be saved, that’s op you!”

“Yeah, exactly!” someone else chimed in. “Who cares who they are? We have to try. We’re almost out of food. If we stay here and do nothing, we’ll just die waiting!”

“Right! Don’t listen to him. What does he know? Those people down there look strong. They’re not scared of zombies. They can definitely save us!”

The boy in the cap lifted his head. His face dirty, but you could still tell he was good–looking.

Was

He didn’t argue anymore. He just sighed, walked over, and leaned against the window like the others, looking down.

He looked about eighteen,

his eyes didn’t match his age.

Nothing seemed to interest him. His

But the moment his eyein

At the same tim

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Someone’s watching me?

His gaze was always calm, almost emp

landed on the two armored vehicles below, something changed. “Hm?”

arrowed her eyes.

Not with eyes, but mental probing.

The others stayed quiet for a moment, then quickly got

Croised again.

They cheered. One person eyen grabbed a piece of white cloth, leaned out the window, and waved it wildly while shouting, “Here! We’re here! Help us! Please save us!”

The armored vehicles didn’t react.

But the zombie horde behind them did.

As if on command, every zombie lifted its head at the same time. Their gray–white eyes all turned upward, staring straight at the building. The movement was perfectly in sync.

It was terrifying.

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Chapter 281 A–Gry for Help

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The man holding the cloth sucked in a sharp breath. His back went cold.

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His hand loosened without him realizing it. The white cloth slipped free and drifted down. The zombies reached up eagerly. Before it even landed, their sharp nails hooked into it and tore it apart in seconds.

The people nearby swallowed hard.

They had no doubt; if that had been a person instead of cloth, the zombies would have ripped them apart just the same.

“Are they really here to save us?” someone whispered, uneasy. “Why are they bringing so many zombies with them?”

“Robin.” Ella tilted her head. “Did I just hear someone calling for help?”

“I heard it too,” Dylan said, looking at Robin. “Should we stop and check?”

Screech!

Robin slammed the brakes and spun the wheel hard, turning the vehicle around in one sharp move.

The massive wave of zombies behind them couldn’t react in time. They kept rushing forward.

The force of the collision sent the front rows flying.

From the high floors, the scene looked almost like something scattering through the air–like petals drifting down.

It was strangely beautiful. And at the same time, not beautiful at all.

“They turned around! They stopped!”

One of the women cried out in excitement. “They must’ve heard us! They’re definitely coming to save us!”

The hatch on the armored vehicle opened.

Robin looked up.

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