The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 331

“Boss, what’s going on outside?”

A tall, broad man with dark skin walked in.

“A base league has appeared out there,” Scott said, standing up in surprise and looking out the window.

He was on the top floor of a 22–story building. From here, he could look straight down at the streets below, where zombies packed the roads in dense waves.

“A league? That means they’re probably in a similar situation to us. Our Tomorrow Base has already merged several bases, too. We’re the largest base in Crestford now.”

Tomorrow Base sat right in the heart of Crestford.

There were plenty of survivor bases inside cities, but none on this scale. The entire downtown high–rise currently housed nearly 500 survivors. They had absorbed multiple scattered small bases and fused them into one massive organization.

Their location was dangerous, but danger and opportunity always came together. Supplies nearby were abundant.

As long as they dared to kill zombies, taking any block meant endless resources.

That was far better than hiding in some empty mountain hollow with nothing to eat and constant zombie attacks.

At Tomorrow Base, there were only two kinds of people: people who could kill zombies and people who were extremely good at killing zombies.

Under their leader, they established a zombie kill quota. Every person had to turn in one zombie head per day. Fail, and your

own head was on the line.

With such a ruthless–fighting force, Tomorrow Base secured a foothold in the city center and kept growing stronger.

Another subordinate sneered.

“A trash league like that could never compare to our Tomorrow Base. Leagues like theirs are probably made of small suburban bases that couldn’t survive where zombies were scarce, so they clumped together. If Tomorrow Base ever leaves Crestford, none of those fragile little bases outside could compete with us.”

“Exactly. Once we move out, no base in the Eastern region will be our match.”

Scott stood by the window, watching the zombies below with a faint sinile.

Tomorrow Base had survived in the very core of zombie territory. No outer base could ever match the constant pressure they faced.

Their base would become the strongest.

“How’s our zombie purge going?”

“We’ve taken half a district already”

“Speed it up. We’re taking all of Crestford!”

“Yes, sir!”

Three months later….

Hayley had taken the entire western district

It was now August. The apocalypse had been here for a full year

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Hayley had secured three districts of Aecraton and wiped out nearly half the zombies. During that time, five new bases joined

them.

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