My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 294

"What’s your take on this?" Kisha asked, turning to Duke.

"You have a point. We can’t rely solely on Sparrow to draw the zombies away; his combat skills are too valuable for just being a decoy. While leading them away is useful, it could also backfire and trap us in a dire situation. Instead, I suggest we gather the zombies and eliminate them in one decisive sweep. This approach would be more effective, but we need to consider how quickly we can set it up.

The timing will be crucial for our success," Duke said thoughtfully, his expression reflecting the weight of the strategy.

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Kisha remarked, her thoughts clearly aligning with Duke’s.

"Of course, we’re husband and wife. Our hearts beat as one, and so do our thoughts," Duke said with a joyful smile, like a teenager reveling in his first love.

’Well, we don’t exactly share the same thoughts, especially since yours often wander into rather unholy territories,’ Kisha thought, casting Duke a scrutinizing look. Duke, noticing her expression, shifted his gaze awkwardly and took a small step back, wary of reinforcing a less-than-ideal impression of himself.

Duke cleared his throat before continuing, "However, trapping them would require significant manpower to ensure we don’t endanger ourselves or our people. With thousands of zombies potentially gathering, it’s crucial that we devise a method to immobilize them effectively. It’s not a feasible task with our current resources alone."

"Then, I think we should put the meeting on hold until the day the team departs for the mission. We need to assess the abilities of the newly awakened superhumans and incorporate their skills into the plan to ensure its effectiveness," Kisha said, interrupting Duke’s train of thought.

Her point was valid—any strategy developed now might need to be revised depending on the abilities that emerge, so it’s better to wait and create a plan accordingly.

If they proceeded with the planning now, they risked wasting time and effort. Instead, they should wait until the superhumans have awakened, assess their abilities, and select those whose powers are most useful for the operation. The remaining superhumans could be kept as backups and remain to gain some battle experience.

By waiting to finalize their strategy until after the superhumans have awakened, they could avoid unnecessary stress and focus on other pressing matters. The consensus among the group was clear, as Kisha and Duke had led the discussion effectively.

For those still awaiting their awakening, the hope was that they would manifest their abilities in the coming days so they could be included in the operation. Despite the risks, participating in the mission would provide invaluable experience and significant growth for those who succeeded.

Aston, Clyde, Bald Eagle, Tristan, Rose, and Fred all hoped they would awaken in the next few days. They felt a pressing need to become stronger and more capable, especially after hearing Kisha’s words.

The reality of their situation—surrounded by danger and the constant threat of sickness and hunger if the base wasn’t managed effectively—made them realize the urgency of their situation and how helpless they truly were without Kisha and the rest.

After deciding to postpone the planning for the operation, Kisha turned her attention to the progress of rebuilding the base’s walls. They aimed to reinforce the defenses to prevent a repeat of the zombie raid, but the expansion plans posed a significant challenge for the architects and engineers.

Winter, who was managing the wall project with the engineers. _{freewebnøvel.com}

He tried to quench his desire with cold water as he had before, but it did little to diminish his arousal. Frustrated, he rubbed his face with his palms. Eventually, his hand drifted to his hardened cock, and he began to stroke it. However, with each stroke, the more he felt that something was missing. After experiencing the intimacy with his wife, satisfying himself alone no longer felt fulfilling.

He stroked himself with increasing urgency, but the pleasure he experienced last night far surpassed the fleeting satisfaction of masturbation. Seeking a semblance of that experience, he began to vividly recall the intimacy he shared with his wife.

The memory heightened his arousal, and a groan escaped his lips as he whispered, "Kisha!" He quickened his pace, eyes closed, leaning back against the cold tiles of the shower.

His free hand descended to gently caress his balls, imagining it was Kisha’s touch. The sensation intensified, and he felt his abs tighten in response. "Kisha!" Duke’s back arched as he began to pant heavily. He moved his hand in a circular motion while stroking, trying to replicate the feeling of Kisha’s inner walls gripping him as he thrust inside her.

Meanwhile, his other hand continued to caress his balls, heightening his pleasure.

Duke licked his dry lips and bit into them, feeling the intense sensation building within him. He lost track of time in the bathroom, consumed by his pleasure and vivid fantasies of his intimate moments with Kisha, who was just on the other side of the wall. The thought of her sleeping nearby only fueled his excitement, making his groans grow deeper and louder.

He found himself hoping, almost wishfully, that Kisha would awaken and find him in this state of desperate desire, then join him.