Counterattack

In the post-apocalyptic world, the night seemed to come much faster than in the real world. The survivors marveled at the fact that they had managed to live another day.

During the night, what frightened the survivors the most was not the zombie attacks but rather the presence of other survivors around them. No one could guarantee that besides their own team members, there wouldn't be other survivors secretly watching them.

Even within the same team, it was not uncommon for survivors to abandon each other without hesitation when faced with life-threatening situations.

Inside Waldo's shelter in the villa area, everything was quiet, as if everything was asleep.

Only the faint sounds of Waldo and Alanna's breathing could be heard in the room. Inside the fortified walls, no candles or firewood were lit for illumination.

The two of them quietly ambushed in the living room on the ground floor, waiting to see if any uninvited guests would arrive tonight.

In the darkness, illuminated by the moonlight, Alanna gently tugged on Waldo's sleeve and whispered, "Waldo, do you think they will really come to attack us tonight? It's been so long."

Waldo touched his ear, which had become slightly itchy from the warmth of Alanna's breath, and replied in a low voice, "We have to stay vigilant these next few days. They will come sooner or later. However, I'm also taking a gamble to see if they are impatient enough to fall into our trap tonight."

Tommy's team, just as Waldo had expected, was already preparing for the battle. Tommy loaded his crossbow and distributed the other cold weapons to his team members. "Equip yourselves properly and take your preferred weapons. Tonight, we will take down the opposition in one fell swoop!"

The other team members wore playful smiles, seemingly confident in the imminent battle. One of them chimed in, "Boss, with so many of us, we can charge into 10086's house with full force. It's the middle of the night, and they are probably resting. Haha, catch them off guard!"

As they polished their weapons, they nodded in agreement. "Yeah, this time, we'll have 10086 in our hands! Let him be so arrogant, we can't be blamed for being ruthless!"

Tommy waved his hand, signaling his teammates to stop discussing further. Then, he licked his lips. "We can talk about all that after we finish the job. For now, let's set off. Be quiet and don't mess up."

Everyone nodded in response, whispering, "Yes, Boss, we won't let you down."

Tommy nodded in satisfaction. "That's good. Let's go."

Quietly, taking advantage of the cover of darkness, Tommy and a few others approached Waldo's villa. They were prepared to climb over the fortified walls and attack Waldo. Inside the villa, Waldo received a system notification and whispered, "They're here. They've reached the walls."

Due to their limited knowledge of the fortified walls, Tommy and his group were unaware that after the walls were built, the system could send a notification to the owner if unfamiliar survivors approached.

So, Waldo had received the information about their actions in real-time. Tommy and his group, however, remained oblivious, thinking they were foolproof.

At that moment, they were leaning against a corner of the walls, retrieving the extendable ladders and ropes they had prepared specifically for this operation.

These were items they had obtained by trading with their scarce essential supplies. Tommy had hesitated to part with them at the time, feeling the pain in his heart. But he knew he had to take risks to achieve his goals.

In the night of the apocalyptic world, it seemed to arrive much faster than the real world. The survivors sighed with relief for living another day.

During the night, what scared the survivors the most was not zombie attacks but other survivors around them. No one could guarantee that besides their teammates, there wouldn't be other survivors secretly watching.

Even among the same team of survivors, it was not uncommon to see them abandon each other without hesitation when facing life-threatening situations.

Inside the refuge of Waldo's residential area, it was quiet as if everything was in slumber. Only the faint breaths of Waldo and Alanna could be heard in the room.

There were no candles or firewood for illumination within the fortified walls. Both of them were quietly lurking in the living room on the ground floor, waiting to see if there would be unexpected visitors tonight.

In the darkness, Alanna gently pulled Waldo beside her by the moonlight, lowering her voice she asked, "Waldo, will they really ambush us tonight? It's been so long."

Waldo touched his ear that was slightly itchy from the warm breath exhaled by Alanna and replied in a similarly hushed tone, "We have to be on high alert these two days. They will come sooner or later. However, I'm also gambling to see if they will be so impatient that they can't wait and fall into our trap tonight."

As expected by Waldo, Tommy's team had already prepared for the battle. Tommy loaded his crossbow while distributing other cold weapons to his subordinates. "Make sure you are all equipped and armed with your preferred weapons. Tonight, we'll take down the opposition," Tommy said confidently.

The other team members were smiling and seemed confident about the upcoming fight. One of them said, "Big bro, with so many of us, let's charge into 10086's house together. It's late at night, and they must be resting. Hehe, catch them off guard!!"

While polishing their weapons, others nodded in agreement. "Yeah, this time, 10086 is going down in our hands! He's so arrogant, so it's not our fault for being ruthless!"

Tommy waved his hand to signal his teammates to stop discussing and then licked his lips. "We can discuss these matters after we finish our job. Now, let's move out. Be quiet and don't cause any trouble."

Everyone nodded and whispered, "Yes, boss, we won't let you down."

Tommy nodded in satisfaction. "That's the way it should be. Let's go."

Then, taking advantage of the night, Tommy silently led a few people to the side of Waldo's mansion.

They took out three extended ladders and leaned them against the fortified wall. Tommy signaled three of his subordinates to climb up first and check the situation on the other side.

The three men swiftly climbed the stairs, making sure not to make any noise. When they reached the top of the wall, they surveyed the mansion.

Due to the height of the wall, the mansion was shrouded in darkness. But it seemed like there were no defenses in place. The three men made an "OK" gesture to signal the others outside the wall.

Tommy and the rest of his team below nodded in response. They then threw down the ropes and carefully climbed over the wall, sliding down into the mansion's yard.

As expected, the mansion was quiet, and 10086 was lax in his precautions, with no security measures in place. He probably thought that with the fortified wall, everything would be fine.

Tommy's team consisted of eight people, including the three who had scouted ahead. The remaining five climbed over the wall and joined them in the

mansion's yard. They retrieved the ladders and sent them to their three teammates through the system transport function. Tommy and the others silently caught the ladders from above, ensuring no noise was made. Soon, all eight of them were inside Waldo's mansion's yard.

Tommy couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Waldo's vigilance was unexpectedly low. While the fortified walls could keep the zombies out, for survivors, it was practically useless when they had access to tools and supplies. Without setting up traps in the yard, how could they possibly stop them? It was laughable.

Tommy raised his right hand, gesturing them to move forward. Everyone cautiously made their way towards the mansion.

Ah!

Just at that moment, a cry of pain suddenly came from behind. Tommy instinctively tried to cover the person's mouth but turned around to find the person clutching their right leg. Blood was pouring out as an iron trap with a chilling gleam tightly gripped their leg.

At the same time, another teammate exclaimed in shock, "Tommy, look! It's 10086!"

Tommy followed his teammate's pointing finger and saw Waldo standing on the balcony of the mansion's second floor. In the moonlight, he could vaguely see Waldo's expression. That calm and composed look, as if he was in full control, set off alarm bells in Tommy's mind.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!" Tommy's heart raced. He had thought that Waldo was lax and easy to manipulate, but he hadn't expected that Waldo had planned this ambush all along!

Just as he finished speaking, a strong smell of gasoline suddenly filled the air. It was followed by the sound of explosions.

Molotov cocktails burst, surrounding them in the middle of the yard, forming a square. The intense flames left them with no way to escape, forcing them to huddle together.

As the flames rose, Tommy and his team in the yard finally got a clear view of Waldo's face. Waldo stood on the mansion's second-floor balcony, exuding the demeanor of a master, smiling as he said, "Everyone, now that you've come, there's no need to rush to leave."

Tommy's eyes widened in fury. Taking the initiative, he grabbed his crossbow and began shooting. Waldo retreated from the balcony, no longer giving Tommy a chance to aim at him.

Among Tommy's team were several members with long-range combat abilities, who closely monitored the situation outside, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. However, the next scene instantly shattered their psychological defenses.

Through the flames, one of their teammates suddenly let out a cry of agony and fell to the ground. The others rushed forward to help him up, only to find a bullet-sized hole in his head.

Waldo had a gun!