The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411

“Raarh!”

The zombie with a blade stuck in its head lunged onto the man’s shoulder. Its mouth gaped wide, strings of sticky, disgusting blood stretching as it let out a muffled rear and bit down on his shoulder.

The entire exchange happened too fast to react.

From the moment the man pulled his knives to the instant the athlete zombie pounced, less than two seconds had passed.

Once his first strike failed to finish it, he was bound to be taken down by the zombie.

However, things went beyond Hayley’s expectations.

Crack!

When the zombie bit into the man’s shoulder, a sound like human teeth grinding against metal rang out. Several of the zombie’s teeth shattered on the spot.

At the same time, the boning knife and the cleaver stuck in the zombie’s head were both swung with brutal force.

Thud!

Veins bulging, the man with the twin blades poured all his strength into the strike and chopped the hardened-skin zombie’s head clean off.

The athlete zombie collapsed, revealing reinforced metal plating on the man’s shoulder.

“Well, that’s interesting,” Hayley muttered.

She and Griffin were watching from behind the group.

Only now did Hayley realize that nearly everyone in Scott’s group wore metal plates under their clothing.

Waists, stomachs, shoulders, thighs. All the vital areas were protected.

Most of those metal plates were cut from city billboards. Some even still had store advertisements printed on them. They were generally about two-tenths of an inch thick.

This was Tomorrow Base’s signature move. No other base could copy it.

First, no one else could find that much metal plating. Second, this kind of primitive setup was far too heavy Sach person cared dozens of pounds. Most people could barely run, and wearing it was extremely uncomfortable.

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But it fit Tomorrow Base perfectly.

Facing the rolling zombie tide charging straight at them, this heavily armed pack didn’t even consider retreating very single one of them rushed into battle.

Under Scott’s brutal management, Tomorrow Base was a force where everyone fought. Anyone who couldn’t kill zombie’s hal already been eliminated.

Against zombies, they had only one option Kill

“Raarh, raarh!”

“Raarh, raarh, raarh!”

Over 100 zombies poured in, and the battlefield erupted instantly

Fire orbs, water blasts, chunks of earth, and metal blades flew everywhere Strength enhancer and speed type cifted all joined

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the fight at orICE.

Even the ordinary people charged forward, weapons raised, following close behind.

Hayley watched their combat strength closely.

Gifted made up about 15% of the group. Their gifts were mostly basic elements and physical enhancement types. She didn’t see any special gifts.

About seven or eight people stayed at the back of the formation. They didn’t fight and were clearly being protected.

Those were inventory-variant Gifted.

And then, there was Scott.

He stood calmly behind everyone, doing nothing but watching them kill.

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