Capítulo 82: Bio Tanks Move Out

Inside the command center of the dome at the human camp, tension hung thick in the air. The room was a hive of activity, filled with the hum of computers and the low murmur of voices. At the center of this controlled chaos stood Beta, the leader of the camp. His eyes, sharp and calculating, moved across the multiple screens that lined the walls, each displaying different angles of the zombie assault.

Technicians and officers were busy at their stations, relaying information and coordinating the camp's response to the onslaught. The crackling of radios and the rapid typing on keyboards created a symphony of urgency.

"Sir, the zombies are breaching the outer defenses!" a technician called out, his voice tinged with alarm. He adjusted his glasses nervously as he looked up from his console, awaiting Beta's instructions.