8 Chapter 8
There was a reason why he was causing some trouble with this group and blatantly provoking them.
He did not want to stay in this depressing world for too long.
No way in hell is he going to let these mercs have it easy either, in the bloodied room with four mangled corpses, testing out this interesting suit that was stripped from one of them.
The suit itself reminded him of those exoskeletons that people used in cod black ops 3.
It amplified his strength, defense, and agility!
Too bad it didn't have any other fancy stuff to use, like a portable UAV and other perks like in the game, but even then, the stuff right now was still good.
William collected the dead men's guns for himself before getting out of the building, and by ripping the chains that were used to support their defenses, he managed to destroy the defensive wall on his way out.
That should make some problems for the burning hyenas with over a thousand zombies already running through the gap!
The sound of gunshots was heard as a familiar female voice yelled out in a fury.
"DIE, YOU UNDEAD FUCKS!!!!"
---William's pov---
Oho~ she's really fies- *BANG* Ouch!
Not really, but I still felt that!
HOLY Fucking hell, that crazy chick just shot me in the ass!
Not only that, that bullet messed up all of the electronics of the suit I just stole from them!
This led to me twitching on the ground as the electric shocks this broken suit was giving to roll on the ground and move like a lunatic that was having a seizure or something.
Damn it, and I was forced to abandon my new toy. (T_T boohoo)
While I managed to get out of the glitching suit, that same woman from before was carrying a damned RPG on her shoulder that was aimed right at me!
I quickly used my blur spell, a vamoosed from the area.
*Boooommmm!!!*
The explosion sent me rolling along the ground a few meters away before I stood up and ran!
The only spoils that I had left after all that was one rifle left.
It was an m110.
However, the extra bullets for it were obliterated by the RPG, leaving me with one full clip and an extra bullet in the chamber, making it a total of five...
Well, at least it wasn't all in vain.
They lost some valuable weapons, and the amount of undead heading for them should be-
*BOOOOOOOMMMMMM*
*Brrrrttt* *Brrrrttt* *Brrrrttt* *Brrrrttt*
Holy shit!
They were still packing some heat with them!
That feisty woman was firing a bunch of RPGs towards the undead that were trying to enter their base while the men under her were firing their guns madly at the zombies that managed to enter the tower.
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With her out in the open, William quickly picked a spot then aimed his new toy at the redhead, clearing his mind of any thoughts.
No malice or emotions were required for this.
Just aim, then pull the trigger!
But even with that little trick of his, She had dealt with more terrifying situations than this.
Her trained senses quickly picked up on the imminent attack!
Thus the redhead dropped to the floor before she started shouting out.
"SNIPER!!!"
That alone caused the veterans of war under her command to seek cover.
As for the newbies, they were too busy using all of their ammo into filling the undead with lead!
At least until, Someone's head exploded, scattering brain matter, bone, and flesh around the body that was spurting out blood like a fountain as it fell to the ground, causing the other newbies to stop firing as they watched in horror of what just happened to the man beside them!
They started to panic, one of them was even dumb enough to throw his gun away and started running up the stairs in fear, but the really dumb thing about this was that they 'ignored' the undead that climbed over each other and reached the building.
One of the veterans took charge of the situation before yelling into his coms.
"We got a breach on the second floor! I need bac-"
His coms made a splat sound before going static as he too joined the same fate as the newbie before him, just that the top part of his head went flying for a few seconds!
William wouldn't allow them to recover, nor will he allow them to fend off the zombies.
With two more bullets left, He looked around for his next target, only to see a flash of light that gave him a premonition of death as his dead skin crawled!
This undead man rolled to the side, narrowly dodging the bullet that caused a small explosion at his previous spot before aiming for the location of where he same that flash, it was the redhead leader~.
This time while fuming with anger, the chick had a fucking MK22!
She was smiling ferociously at me while looking through her scope!
*Bang*
While he dodged the bullet by rolling forward, it still ripped his left ear off and disrupted his equilibrium despite being undead.
He had to retreat fast!
As he tried to move, but his body wouldn't follow what he wanted to do, thus this might be game over for him as a loud *bang* echoed out but there was no impact that hit him.
he looked towards the redhead that had gotten jumped by a damned rookie that had a lecherous look on his face, from how things seemed, the man wanted to 'do' the chick before he died.
Since this was the best time to act, William took aim despite still feeling wobbly and needed a few tries before finally aiming it in the right direction even while prone, once he had them in his sights, the undead man exhaled then pulled the trigger.
While he intended on killing them both at the last second his form turned wobbly again as his aim rose a little and struck only one of them, not both as he originally wanted.
The rookie became immobilized from getting his spine and chest ruined causing him to fall limp onto the redhead that punched him square in the face so hard that his face got smashed in!
She was breathing hard, before rolling behind cover somewhat hesitant in shooting at the strange undead as it saved her for some reason, thus making her reluctant to resume her attack, but upon hearing the gunfire at the lower levels of her base.
the woman quickly resolved herself into killing it!
But before the shoot-out could continue, a very unexpected message popped up in front of the survivors.
[Required death count reached]
[Hidden mission complete]
Now returning all surviving 'players' to their leader's worlds.
Huh?
Was definitely the reaction of everyone... well, except for a select few.
The redhead was showing a complicated look as her gun was aimed at him, however, she didn't pull the trigger, William wasn't confident in landing his last bullet, so he just mouthed these words at her.
"I'll get you next time~."
While he seemed calm on the outside, William was panicking from nearly dying, becoming quite relieved at the saving grace of notifications, but his competitive nature was kicking in as it was a thrilling sniping match that he'd love to get another chance at fighting her again...
At least until after he improves his skills back to how they were before transmigrating~
As for how William is now, it'd be suicide. XP
So he'll wait.
The screen popped up again, showing his current points with some odd information.
[Total living population 325]
[Total infected 4235]
[total dead 3897]
[Total undead kills of William 1103 = 22060]
[Total human kills of William 15 = 60 for 6 regular humans, 1800 for 9 elites.]
[Total recruited allies 2 = 2000 exp]
[Total hidden missions completed 3 = 300,000]
[total exp gained 325,920]
[Due to you being the leader, your followers will be registered into your world!]
Huh? what the heeeeelllll? (imagine Steven He's way of saying it)
When did he become a leader?
why wasn't he told about it!?
[in your next challenge, you can choose whether if they can join or not, until then they will go about with their new lives]
>W< well he'll be looking forward to who his subordinates happen to be when the time comes!
After this experience, William was DEFINITELY going to wait until his skill with up to par BEFORE taking another challenge.
What he didn't know at that very moment was, that the redhead misunderstood what he meant thanks to saving her and all but that story will be for a different time.
All of the survivors were teleported to their old or new world with complicated looks.
