As the reports came in, Scott’s face grew darker. The vanguard of the zombie tide—posed entirely of speed zombies like super hunters and raiders—could cross a few kilometers in mere moments."The tide is 5 kilometers away!""Deploy the tanks!" Scott bellowed without hesitation.Rumble—!!!

  More than three huanks roared to life, their engines growling as they formed a steel phanx. The tanks rolled forward like a heavy cavalry charging into an overwhelmingly rger enemy. Billowing smoke and dust trailed behind them as they plowed ahead, a wall of iron aimed directly at the bck tide."Fire!""Reload!"

  The tank crews, made up of ordinary people with minimal training, could only operate at a basic level. But here, o pins surrounding the base, they didn’t need precision. Reload, aim roughly, and fire. Every shot hit something, and every hit ted.

  As the tanks advahey drew closer to the zombie tide. Then, with a deafening roar, the two forces cshed. The fifty-ton steel behemoths tore into the horde, leaving trails of crushed flesh and gore in their wake. The tanks, each equipped with collision buckets and reinforced with spikes, became blunt instruments of destru. "Crush them!" a soldier roared over the s as the tanks sliced into the tide.

  The battlefield became a chaotic maelstrom. The tanks fired tinuously, the gunners inside unleashing bullets from their mae guns. Outside, fmethrowers spewed firestorms that ied zombies in their path. But the horde was relentless. Hunters, with cws sharp enough to tear through metal, leapt onto the tanks, scratg and g at their armor. The shriek of metal-oal filled the battlefield, even overp the thunder of gunfire.

  Boom! The first tank fell, overwhelmed by zombies that set its fuel abze. Fmes engulfed the vehicle, roasting its crew alive. The steel tombs burned brightly otlefield, marking the sacrifices of their crews. One by one, more tanks succumbed. Tracks were torn apart. Ealled. Crews, trapped and desperate, detoheir tanks, taking as many zombies as possible with them.

  Rumble—!The earth trembled as lord-css zombies, t and monstrously powerful, joihe fray. Even the heavily modified tanks couldn’t withstand their strength for long. Although the tanks bought time and killed tless zombies, they couldn’t stop the tide entirely. Swarms of zombies bypassed the immobilized tanks and surged toward the Washington DC base."The tide is 4 kilometers away!""I see them!"

  On the high walls of the base, soldiers stared at the bck wave with pale faces and trembling hands. "ander Scott, the tanks… we’ve lost tact with all of them," a soldier reported, his voice heavy with despair.

  "I see," Scott replied grimly, his eyes fixed on the horizon. He knew deploying the tanks alone was a tactical gamble, but he’d had no choice. On the open pins, the tanks were their best option to slow the horde.

  But the zombie tide was far rger—and far deadlier—than he’d anticipated. "We’re doomed," a soldier muttered, his grip on his rifle shaking. "If the tanks couldn’t stop them, how are we supposed to hold them off?"

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Artillery tio pound the approag tide. Rocket trucks fired their payloads areated to reload, while survivors hurriedly carried ammunition to the walls. "Hold the line!" Scott roared. "Raise the first line of defense!"

  At his and, a series of steel walls erupted from the ground 1.5 kilometers from the base. The walls, lined with sharp spikes, were positioned in a staggered formation, creating a crude maze desigo slow the zombies. As the horde collided with the barricades, many were impaled, their bodies writhing as they were skewered.

  The defense worked, briefly halting the tide’s momentum. The steel walls didn’t ect, f the zombies to navigate through the byrinth while under stant artillery fire. "The maze design from the old ander is still effective," Suttered, his voice tinged with a sliver of hope.

  But he khis was just the beginning. Scott stared at the steel walls in the distand let out a quiet sigh. This strategy had been devised by Wao ter speed-type zombies like super hunters. These creatures could otherwise sprint at full speed and leap directly onto the high walls of the Washington DC base.

  Although the hunters could climb over the steel walls, they lost their momentum and could no longer use their sprinting speed to vault straight onto the base’s defenses. "Heavy mae guns! Everyone else, prepare for battle!" Scott roared.

  Wheide was within one kilometer, the order was given. This was the optimal range for heavy mae guns.

  Click, click, click…

  Hundreds of heavy mae guns roared to life, transf the high walls into a relentless barrage of firepower. The bullets rained down like fiery tongues, f an unbroken wall of destru aimed at the advang tide.

  "Roar——!" Zombies dropped in droves, their bodies riddled with bullets. No one could t how many had been killed. The soldiers only khat the numbers seemed endless. More zombies surged forward, trampling over the corpses of their fallen.

  The age was overwhelming. The three-to-four-meter-high steel walls were quickly buried under mountains of zombie corpses, f natural ramps that allowed the tide to move faster. Without the steel walls slowing them down, the zombies charged through, advang rapidly toward the base. "We’re finished…" Suttered, despair flickering in his eyes. Was the nuclear option the only choice left?

  Just then, the distant roar of engines broke through the chaos."A pne! A pne’s ing!""Is it our air support?""No… that’s not one of ours!"

  The soldiers watched in fusion as a massive transport pne desded through the clouds, its rear door opening mid-flight. There, standing in the doorway, was a group of massive figures. "rades!" Andre’s booming voice echoed. "For humanity!"

  "U——!" they roared in unison. Then, without hesitation, they leapt from the phout parachutes.

  "Are they insane?!" The sight of Andre and his team jumping from such a height left the soldiers on the walls speechless. The transport pne was flying at over 100 meters—falling from that height without a parachute should have been fatal. To make matters worse, the ground below was teeming with zombies.

  Scott was the first to uand. "They’re mutants!" he realized. "Cover them! Clear a nding zone!" he shouted immediately. Following his order, the soldiers unleashed a torrent of firepower, mowing down zombies below the falling fur bears.

  In mid-air, Andre and his team began to transform. Their bodies shifted rapidly, undergoing an atavistic ge. Thick fur sprouted, their already muscur frames expanding like balloons. By the time they hit the ground, they were no longer human.

  Andre nded as a five-meter-long Siberian tiger. The others—six giant bears and three prairie gray wolves—stood three to four meters tall, their forms exuding raw power. "Roar——!" Andre’s roar shook the battlefield as he lunged into the horde.

  With a swipe of his massive cws, he smmed a super hunter into the ground, tearing it apart. His tail whipped through the air, sending raiders flying like ragdolls, their bones shattering on impact. "rades! Form a defensive line!" Andre bellowed, his deep voice cutting through the chaos.

  "U——!" Although the other shifters couldn’t speak, they retained enough intelligeo follow Andre’s ands.