“Captain, should we pull back?” the bomber pilot asked as Antonny slid into the seat.

  “Not yet. Check the fuel levels!” Antonny grabbed the unicator and reyed the order to the rest of the squad.

  “Less than half,” one voice reported.

  “Same here,” another added.

  “I’ve got 60 pert,” chimed a third pilot.

  Antonny nodded firmly. “We keep going. But onyos 35 pert, we fall bao exceptions.”

  As the bombers turned for another run, Zaced at them from the ground. For a moment, a rare flicker of admiration crossed his face. “Didn’t think I’d see ce like that these days…” he muttered before fog otlefield below.

  The se was grim. The stru site had bee a final line of defeandiween the horde and what remained of New York City. Despite the relentless bombing, only a fra of the undead had been cleared. Over four million zombies still surged forward like a tide, tightening their grip around the defenses.

  On the sentry tower, Zack’s meical dog and spider drones fired tinuously, the staccato roar of mae guns filling the air. The barrels of their guns glowed red-hot, smoke rising from the overheated metal as the swarm kept ing. When the undead got too close, the meical dog leapt into the fray, unleashing mini-missiles from its shoulder uncher. Each small missile hit with the force of a bomb, tearing through dozens of zombies and lighting up the night in fiery bursts.

  But the horde was relentless, surging forward no matter the cost. Ego, Zack’s AI panion, crackled in his earpiece. “Sir, the meical units are nearly out of ammo.”

  “How long until resupply?” Zack demanded.

  “Seven minutes,” Ego replied. Back at the mansion, a helicopter was being loaded with ammunition, and Zack’s remaining spider drones scrambled to prepare for airdrop.

  “Hold the fnks until it gets here. I’ll hahe front!” Zack ordered, diving straight into the de part of the swarm.

  On the ground, Erza stood at the main gate, drenched i. Her two bzing fire dragons roared through the mass of undead, iing everything in their path. When Zaded beside her, she shot him a surprised gnce.

  “They’re out of ammo!” Zack yelled.

  Erza ched her teeth, her fmes fring even brighter as she pushed herself harder. Around them, Zack’s meical beasts dropped from their posts, moving with precise coordination to reinforce the fnks.

  The horde seemed to sehe challenge. A deafening roar rose from the swarm as thousands of zombies surged forward, their thunderous steps shaking the ground. Zack smirked, activating his suit’s battle mode. His armor unfolded, transf him into a walking arsenal.

  A Vul mae gun whirred to life on his left shoulder. A missile uncher snapped into p his right. He gripped an F2000 rifle in his hands, while glowing pulse ons charged in his palms. “Let’s do this!” he roared, opening fire.

  The Vul gun unleashed a stream of bullets, mowing down rows of zombies in seds. Each shot tore through multiple bodies, spttering gore across the battlefield. The missile uncher fired , releasing nine miissiles, each programmed to hit a separate target. The synized explosions ripped massive craters into the horde, scattering bodies like ragdolls.

  Beside him, Erza didn’t let up. She summoned nine fireballs, merging them midair into a massive inferno. When the fmes erupted, the shockwave toppled trees, flipped vehicles, and even cracked nearby buildings. The intense heat turens of thousands of zombies into ash. For a moment, there in the eide—a brief reprieve visible even from the satellite feed.

  But the break didn’t st. More zombies poured in, filling the space as fast as it had opened. From within the horde, a t figure emerged—a monstrous brute over four meters tall. It stomped forward, shoving smaller zombies aside as it cleared a path.

  “Zack, heads up! We’ve got a big one!” Erza’s urgent voice crackled in his as she spotted the brute from her post.

  Zack’s lips curled into a smirk. "Well, well. We meet again." He watched as the massive Lord zombie forced its way through the horde, pletely unbothered by the raging firestorm. With a quick flick, Zack activated his thrusters, ung himself straight into the thick of the zombie swarm to face it head-on.

  The moment his feet hit the ground, he steadied himself. The armor on his wrists shifted, sliding back to reveal twin ser unchers. "Made a few upgrades," he muttered, grinning to himself. "Let’s see if you’ve been keeping up."

  The Lord zombie charged forward, but Zack was ready. He fired the sers, spinning rapidly as the beams extended outward in twin red circles. The deadly energy sliced ly through everything it touched. Zombies barely had time to react before their bodies were severed in an instant.

  When Zack stopped spinning, the Lord zombie froze mid-step, then colpsed—split perfectly in two. The massive halves hit the ground with a heavy thud. All around him, the other zombies within a hundred meters dropped as well, sliced apart. Taller ones were cut at the shoulders, while shorter ones lost their heads entirely. The wounds were burned bck, with no blood flowing—just charred marks left behind.

  Even the enviro wasn’t spared. Nearby trees and telephone poles had been cleaved through, their bases melting from the heat. Zack’s sers left no room for escape. In just two seds, the suit’s hydrogen fuel cells were pletely drained.

  "Ego, did y spares?" Zack called out, tossing the depleted cells aside.

  "Alrepared, Sir," the AI replied smoothly.

  Zack reignited his thrusters, flying back toward the stru gate. Any longer, and he might’ve actally sliced through the walls.

  "If you had something that fshy, why not use it earlier?" Erza teased as he nded, a sly grin on her face.

  "Good for clearing the small fry," Zack chuckled, "but it guzzles power. I only use it once per charge."

  Before they could tinue, another wave of zombies surged into the cleared area, quickly filling the gap.

  Zack sighed, reag for the massive sword strapped to his back. He swung it over his shoulder, leaped off the tower, and smmed into the middle of the swarm. With a quick flip of a switch, the sword roared to life, its serrated alloy teeth spinning at an insane 4,600 RPM. The bde blurred into a deadly whirlwind.

  "Let’s go!" Zack shouted, swinging the sword in a wide horizontal arbies crumpled us path, their heads and torsos shredded like paper. Even the hardest skulls offered a was like slig through air.

  "Damn, there’s no feedback," he grumbled, annoyed by the ck of sensation as the on tore through enemies effortlessly. "Ego, simute some resistance. Make it feel like I’m hitting something solid."

  "Adjustments plete, Sir," Ego replied.

  The simuted feedback made all the difference. Zack found his rhythm, his attacks being faster and more precise. He mowed down wave after wave of undead, his sword buzzing like a sawmill. Overhead, his shoulder-mounted Vul mae gun fired short bursts, cutting down zombies before they could get close.

  The horde was relentless, an endless bck tide rolling across the ndscape. Zack stood firm, carving through the undead with unwaveriermination. But theiced something strahe flow of zombies was thinning.

  "What’s going on, Ego?" Zack asked, his tone sharp with suspi.