Chapter 111: A Desperate Strategy

Inside the last human stronghold, the remaining APVs stood in a fortified garage, their once-pristine exteriors now battered and scarred from countless encounters with the undead. Soldiers moved quickly and efficiently around them, checking fuel levels, loading ammunition, and securing supplies for the mission ahead. The hum of activity was a stark contrast to the eerie silence that usually enveloped the base, a silence that only deepened the sense of urgency.

Above, on the rooftop of the stronghold, the helicopter sat ready, its rotors still for now but primed for takeoff at a moment's notice. The soldiers stationed on the roof kept a watchful eye on the horizon, knowing that any movement could spell disaster. The helicopter was their lifeline—a crucial piece of the mission that would provide air support and, if necessary, a means of rapid extraction.