Ava g the holographic dispy in her cockpit, where a bold red area fshed promily. “Uood,” she replied, pulling the joystid banking the Avalon toward the rear of the zombie horde. “Prepare to deploy cloud bombs,” she said, pressing the release button.

  The Avalon’s bomb bays, now equipped with under-mounted rocket boosters, uwo magic fluid-based cloud bombs. These devices, resembling oversized air-to-ground missiles, streaked toward their desigargets. The bombs detonated mid-air, releasing clouds of light-e high-energy fuel. The mist expanded with the wind, spreading across the advang zombies.

  BOOM! BOOM!

  The mist ignited in a fiery explosion, creating twin mushroom-shaped fireballs oher side of the crater. The resulting infernos ied hundreds of thousands of zombies, leaving behind nothing but scorched earth. The heat drained oxygen from the surrounding air, causing the eyes of nearby zombies to burst and their internal ans to rupture violently.

  It was a gruesome end, but the horde pressed on uerred. Mindless aless, they charged into the fmes, their bones crag as the fire ed them. Behind Ava, the five unmanned armors unleashed a storm of miissiles. There was no need for precise targeting—there were simply too many zombies.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The explosions blended with the firestorm from the cloud bombs, creating an unbroken sea of fmes that halted the tide’s advance. Millions of zombies perished in the bzing inferno, but some of the more powerful ones mao push through. The most strikihe Mutated Lords—t four to five meters tall, their backs marked by silvery-white lines. Seeing this zombie emerge from the fire, Zack desded swiftly, nding at the forefront of the battlefield betweewo Goliath.

  The soldiers on the walls, the remaining defenders, and even the Goliath seemed to pause for a moment. “It’s him!” someone gasped, their voice trembling with a mix of hope and fear.

  The moment Zaded, Andre, in his t Siberian tiger form, immediately reized the armor. His sharp eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say much. Whatever mission he once had no longer mattered—he had already chosen righteousness over orders. “My name’s Andre, and I was sent to kill you!” His voied, rough and full of unfiltered hoy.

  Zack turo look at Andre, his gaze shifting briefly to the battered group behind him: Heber, the tiger who could barely stand, the three remaining giant bears, and the two gray wolves. A flicker of aowledgment passed through Zack’s eyes. “Andre, right?” Zack said, his voice calm. “Survive this battle. I’ll wait for you in NYC.”

  Without waiting for a reply, Zack turned his focus back to the approag zombie tide. Despite the raging sea of fire ag as a barrier, the horde pressed forward. Many of them were powerful lord-css zombies, immuo the deterrence of ventional fire.

  “Tactical analysis... Target: Mutated Lord. High defense. Deploy eleagic railguns.” The Goliath, through their advanced optical sensors, locked onto the Mutated Lord several kilometers away. Their targeting systems calcuted the trajectory, and within moments, the Goliath prepared to fire.

  Above, at an altitude of 35,000 meters, the ungsten rod was loaded into its orbital track. The tungsten rod fired, propelled by eleagic acceleration at a blistering Mach 6. It desded toward the ground with pinpoint accuracy. Simultaneously, the Goliath began to charge their railguns. The 8.8-meter steel giants shifted int position, their massive forms steadying against the ground. The eleagic railguns on their backs unfolded, extending into multi-meter-long tracks. A tungsten kiiergy warhead was locked in pce.

  “Target locked.” With a syiing voice, the Goliath eheir ons. Energy surged along the tracks, creating a visible magic field. The iion of electricity and magism geed immense force, ung the warhead at Mach 12. A blinding streak of white light burst forth, slig through the battlefield. It moved so fast that even Zack couldn’t follow its trajectory.

  The Mutated Lord had no ce to react. The tungsten warhead pierced its skull in an instant, annihiting it. The devastation didn’t stop there. The kiiergy warhead tore through every zombie in its path, slig them apart as easily as a bullet through paper. A straight line of obliteratioeo the horizon, leaving nothing but destru in its wake.

  “ROAR—!” As the two Mutated Lord fell, a chilling, high-frequency roar echoed through the battlefield. Zack’s expression hardened.

  “That sound... it’s the leader!” he muttered coldly. Uhe mindless hordes, a zombie tide of this scale couldn’t operate without a ander. Zack had suspected there was a leader orchestrating the attack, and now he was certain.

  “Sir, I’ve calcuted the general dire,” Ego’s voice chimed in.

  On Zack’s holographic dispy, a red zone appeared, marking a one-kilometer radius. “So close?” Zack frowned. From past experience, Zaew these leaders were highly intelligent and cautious.

  They typically remained far from the frontlio avoid danger. For oo appear this close—less than ten kilometers from the base—was highly unusual. “This feels like a trap,” Zack said, his voice ced with suspi.

  “Shall I deploy the Goliath for a precision strike?” Ego suggested.

  “No.” Zack shook his head. “Saturate the target area with missile fire. Leave nothing standing.” At Zack’s and, the meical army sprang into a. On the high wall, fifty meical dogs opeheir missile pods, while below, a hundred poisonous spiders deployed their unchers. Even the Goliath retracted their railguns, revealing massive 20-unit missile arrays.

  WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

  Hundreds of miissiles filled the sky, their tails streaking like meteors as they desded upon the marked zone.

  BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

  A series of deafening explosions rocked the battlefield. Fireballs erupted oer another, engulfing everything within the red zohe ground trembled violently as the saturation strike obliterated all in its path. Even the mighty Mutated Lords could only endure for a few seds before succumbing, their bodies torn to shreds by the relentless bombardment.

  “ROAR—!” Amid the fiery chaos, a figure emerged. ed in a pitch-bck, armor-like shell, it let out a defiant roar before darting through the storm of missiles at incredible speed.

  “That’s not the leader,” Zack realized, his eyes narrowing as he observed the zombie’s movements. The creature resembled a Mutated lord but was weaker in terms of raw power. Still, its resilience was astounding—it had survived the saturation strike unscathed. While Zack focused on the rogue zombie, the meical beasts were fully occupied. Without their trated firepower, the city’s defenders on the high wall were left exposed.

  On the frontlitlefield, the tide of corpses surged forward, overwhelming the previously held buffer zohin moments. The hundreds of meters recimed earlier vanished instantly uhe uing swarm. Andre and his group, positio the vanguard, were quickly engulfed. The shapeshifters fought valiantly, but even Andre, surrounded by four or five super hunters, was being pushed to his limits. Razor-sharp cws raked across his tiger body, tearing deep gashes into his fur and flesh.

  “Zack! We hose maes!” Andre roared, his voice thick with urgency. “Without their firepower, we ’t hold them off!”