Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 603: Story : Bloodfang’s Reckoning

The dim, flickering lights of an abandoned military outpost cast long shadows across the cold concrete walls. General Viktor 'Bloodfang' Kruger stood at the center, his massive frame illuminated by the eerie glow. His chiseled face bore fresh streaks of blood, remnants of the battle that had left his enemies in ruin. The crimson beret rested atop his head like a crown, a symbol of his dominance over both the living and the dead.

His squad gathered around him, their breath slow, steady, patient. Sergeant Darius "Hellhound" Rook leaned against the wall, inspecting his modified shotgun. Eva "Black Widow" Morales sharpened her daggers in the corner, watching Kruger with quiet admiration. Baron "Grave Titan" Kane cracked his knuckles, anxious for another fight, while Reaper-77 stood motionless, scanning the perimeter with its glowing red optics.

Dr. Sylvia "Plague Mistress" Voss stepped forward, a wicked grin curling her lips. "The last human holdouts in this region are hiding beneath the ruins of the old city. We've crushed their defenses, but they have something… interesting."

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Kruger's cold eyes narrowed. "Explain."

Voss tapped her datapad, bringing up grainy surveillance footage. The screen flickered to reveal a hulking human soldier, standing amidst the battered survivors. His face was lined with scars, his eyes burning with defiance. Unlike the others, he did not flee. He stood his ground.

Kruger studied the image, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. "He thinks he can fight back?"

"Not just him," Voss added. "He's rallying them. They call him Commander Aldric—one of the last surviving war heroes. If we leave him unchecked, he could be a problem."

Kruger cracked his neck, gripping his combat knife with deadly intent. "Then we erase him."

With a swift motion, he turned to his squad. "Prepare the assault. I want the city drowned in fire before the sun rises."

Hellhound loaded his shotgun, his lips curling into a wicked grin. "Finally. A real challenge."

Black Widow smirked, spinning one of her poisoned daggers. "This should be fun."

As Kruger led his forces into the dead of night, the earth trembled beneath their march. The Undead Overlord had found his next target, and nothing—no soldier, no stronghold, no desperate last stand—could stop what was coming.

The Age of the Living was ending.

And Bloodfang's Reckoning had just begun.