Zombie roars echoed everywhere as the helicopter began to slowly rotate its blades. Gradually picking up speed, it ascended from the ground and hovered in mid-air.
Yang Hong's eyes were fixed on Tang Ye, his hand gripping the military dagger was oozing sweat, indicating the immense pressure he was feeling. The soldiers behind him followed his spirit. Knowing they were about to die, none of them showed fear. They stood firmly around Yang Hong, firing their bullets at the zombies as if the ammunition was endless.
The helicopter, filled with survivors and soldiers tasked with maintaining order, buzzed towards the skies above Lin City. Looking down at the seemingly infinite horde of zombies, their faces expressed shock.
They would never forget that one day, when they, a group of a little over a hundred soldiers found themselves facing an army of millions of zombies…