Chapter 34: First-Stage Evolution Complete
“Charles handles killing! I hold the line! Nicole and John process bodies! Rotate positions hourly!" Jeff commanded, broadsword in hand, taking his stance beside Charles in the narrow garage ramp access tunnel. Ranged and melee. Cold steel and hot lead. Their practiced routine was seamless. Everyone moved into position. The horde outside funneled into the ramp tunnel, forming ragged lines. Snarling, ravenous, they surged forward. Driven by primal hunger for warm flesh, kin turned predator by the ancient virus. As the first zombie lunged, maw gaping and eyes bloodshot, Charles squeezed the trigger. A precise headshot dropped it. Nicole swiftly hooked the corpse with her pole and dragged it onto a waiting cart. Her efficiency was that of a seasoned assembly line worker. The battle rag
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